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Revision  of  the 

Hymnal 


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REPORT 

OF    THE 

JOINT  COMMISSION    FOR 

REVISION  OF  THE 

HYMNAL 

TO   THE  GENERAL   CONVENTION   OF  THE 
PROTESTANT    EPISCOPAL    CHURCH 

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THE     UNIVERSITY     PRESS,    CAMBRIDGE,    U.S.A. 


By  the  GENERAL    CONVENTION  of  1913 

"Resolved,  the  House  of  Deputies  concurring,  That  the 
Joint  Commission  on  the  Revision  of  the  Hymnal  appointed 
by  the  General  Convention  at  Cincinnati  in  1910  be  continued, 
and  that  it  is  hereby  instructed  to  present  to  the  General  Con- 
vention of  1916  a  revised  Hymnal,  and  the  expenses  attending 
its  preparation  shall  not  be  chargeable  to  the  General  Convention. 
Resolved,  further,  the  House  ;of  Deputies  concurring,  That  the 
said  Joint  Commission  shall  have  power  to  add  to  its  member- 
ship and  to  fill  any  vacancies  that  may  occur." 

Again,  on  the  following  page  or  paragraph,  the  following 
words : 

"The  Commission  on  the  Revision  of  the  Hymnal,  appointed 
by  the  General  Convention  of  the  Protestant  Episcopal  Church 
in  the  United  States  of  America,  October,  1913." 

Rt.  Rev.  Cortlandt  Whitehead,  S.T.D.  {Chairman) 

4858  Ellsworth  Ave.,  Pittsburgh.  Pa. 
Rt.  Rev.  G.  Mott  Williams,  D.D.  {Editor) 

Marquette,  Mich. 
Rt.  Rev.  Thomas  F.  Davies,  D.D. 

1154  Worthington  Street,  Springfield,  Mass. 
Rt.  Rev.  William  F.  Faber,  D.D. 

Helena.  Mont.  {Elected  as  a  Presbyter) 
Rev.  James  W.  Ashton,  D.D. 

Olean,  N.  Y. 
Rev.  Chas.  L.  Slattery,  D.D. 

804  Broadway,  New  York,  N.  Y. 
Rev.  Hubert  W.  Wells 

12  Woodbridge  Street,  W.,  Detroit,  Mich. 
Dr.  Miles  Farrow 

Choir  School,  Cathedral  of  St.  John  the  Divine, 
New  York,  N.  Y. 
Air.  Roland  S.  Morris 

1632  Land  and  Title  Bldg.,  Philadelphia,  Pa. 
Mr.  Robert  C.  Pruyx 

Albany,  X.  Y. 
Mr.  Morris  Earle  {Secretary  and  Treasurer) 

2139  Locust  Street,  Philadelphia,  Pa. 


Rev.  Frank  Damrosch,  Jr.  {Elected  by  the  Joint  Commission) 
Mechanicville,  X.  Y. 


PREFACE 

'T^HE  Joint  Commission  on  the  Revision  of  the  Hymnal 
-*-    presents  herewith  a  collection  of  559  hymns  of  stand- 
ard character. 

The  special  features  of  this  collection  are: 

1.  It  eliminates  over  200  hymns  which  from  carefully 
gathered  testimony  are  shown  not  to  have  come  into 
general  use. 

2.  It  adds  126  hymns  which  have  proved  their  value  in 
other  important  collections. 

3.  It  is  arranged  in  the  order  of  the  Prayer  Book. 

4.  The  hymns  are  signed  and  dated. 

5.  There  are  many  new  hymns  by  American  authors. 

6.  There  are  important  additions  in  the  Hymns  for 
Missions,  National  Days,  Brotherhood  and  Service. 

7.  "Amen"  is  printed  only  with  those  hymns  which  are 
prayer,  praise,  or  otherwise  addressed  to  God. 

8.  The  address  to  our  Lord  as  "  Jesu"  has  been  changed 
to  "Jesus,"  except  in  one  ancient  Latin  hymn. 

9.  The  alterations  in  many  well-known  hymns  which 
have  long  made  our  hymnal  a  peculiarity  have  been  re- 
ferred to  expert  advice,  and.  restoration  of  the  author's 
text  attempted  where  it  seemed  possible. 

10.  There  are  copious  indexes,  cross-references,  and  lists 
of  hymns  for  every  Sunday. 

11.  The  book  is  light,  convenient,  clearly  arranged,  and 
inexpensive. 

12.  Omissions  have  not  been  made  of  hymns  in  extensive 
use  unless  there  seemed  even  better  hymns  embodying 
the  same  thought.  We  could  not  include  all  the  good  hymns 
without  submitting  more  than  a  thousand. 


PREFACE 

13.  Some  omissions  have  been  made  where  the  hymns 
can  be  found  in  our  authorized  Mission  Hymnal. 

14.  Should  our  collection  of  hymns  be  approved  we  can 
at  once  lay  before  the  Church  a  popular-priced  musical 
hymnal  of  superior  character,  prepared  in  the  interest  of 
congregational  singing,  and  for  the  benefit  and  on  the 
request  of  the  Church  Pension  Fund. 

Though  this  collection  contains  only  559  hymns,  as 
against  679  in  the  present  hymnal,  it  is  believed  to  make  a 
larger  provision  for  the  actual  needs  of  the  Church,  because 
every  hymn  will  be  used. 

We  follow  this  brief  preface  with  an  extended  statement, 
giving  the  history,  methods,  and  principles  of  our  work, 
and  append  the  acknowledgments  due  those  who  have 
assisted  us. 

Cortlandt  Whitehead,  Chairman 
G.  Mott  Williams,  Editor 
Morris  Earle,  Secretary 
October  i,  1916 


VI 


HISTORIC   STATEMENT 

HPHIS  Church  inherited  from  England  the  Tate  and 
■*■  Brady  collection.  Up  to  the  year  1808,  besides  their 
collection  of  metrical  psalms,  we  had  only  twenty-four 
hymns.  At  the  General  Convention  in  that  year  thirty 
more  hymns  were  added.  In  1823  a  strong  demand  for 
more  and  better  hymns  led  to  a  revision  movement  which 
culminated  in  the  General  Convention  of  1832.  From  the 
whole  book  of  metrical  psalms  a  selection  of  124  was  made, 
and  to  these  was  added  a  collection  of  212  hymns.  These 
were  allowed  to  be  bound  up  with  the  Prayer  Book  with 
the  distinct  understanding  that  they  were  no  part  of  it, 
and  both  psalms  and  hymns  were  directed  to  be  used  to- 
gether. It  grew  to  be  the  custom  to  use  first  a  metrical 
psalm,  and  then  a  hymn  as  the  second  selection  at  every 
service. 

This  provision  served  the  Church  until  1865,  when  some 
additional  hymns,  to  the  number  of  sixty-five,  were  put 
forth  by  a  small  Commission,  most  of  which  hymns  have 
held  their  ground  ever  since.  These  additional  hymns 
were  also  allowed  to  be  bound  up  with  the  Prayer  Book. 

The  Hymnal  of  the  Church  as  a  separate  collection  dates 
from  1871,  when  520  hymns  were  published,  increased  by 
the  General  Convention  of  1874  to  532.  This  hymnal 
received  several  musical  settings  greatly  to  the  advantage 
of  our  worship,  and  served  us  for  eighteen  years.  Another 
revision  was  reported  to  the  General  Convention  in  1892, 
and  confirmed  in  1895,  containing  679  hymns. 

In  1907  the  need  for  a  convenient  smaller  hymnal  was 
suggested,  and  a  Joint  Commission  reported  in  1910  the 
Mission  Hymnal.     As  authorized  in  that  year's  General 


HISTORIC    STATEMENT 


Convention  it  contained  182  hymns,  including  as  such 
Bishop  Ken's  doxology  and  the  Gloria  in  Excelsis.  Thirty 
additional  hymns  were  given  in  the  edition  of  1913. 

The  movement  for  this  present  Revision  of  the  Church 
Hymnal  was  inaugurated  by  the  Federation  of  Church 
Clubs.  They  presented  to  the  General  Convention  of  1910 
a  Memorial  on  the  subject,  and  on  considering  that  Me- 
morial the  Convention  appointed  a  Joint  Commission  to 
consider  the  advisability  of  revision.  That  Joint  Commis- 
sion reported  in  1913  favourably  to  revision,  and  were 
thereupon  appointed  to  do  the  work. 

Of  the  Commission  appointed  in  1910,  the  Bishop  of 
Albany,  the  late  Dr.  William  Croswell  Doane,  was  the 
chairman.  He  lived  long  enough  to  impress  upon  his  fel- 
low members  a  number  of  principles  influential  in  the  course 
of  revision.  The  Rev.  Dr.  Beverley  D.  Warner  was  also  a 
member,  and  the  Rev.  Dr.  John  Henry  Hopkins.  Dr.  War- 
ner's lamented  death  made  a  vacancy  on  the  Commission 
filled  by  the  appointment  of  the  Rev.  Hubert  W.  Wells; 
and  the  place  of  Dr.  Hopkins,  who,  while  always  correspond- 
ing, did  not  feel  able  to  meet  with  the  Commission,  was 
taken  by  the  Rev.  Dr.  Charles  L.  Slattery. 

Since  the  death  of  Bishop  Doane  the  Bishop  of  Pitts- 
burgh has  been  chairman. 

When  the  Joint  Commission  was  reconstituted  in  1913 
its  members  were  reappointed,  and  the  Bishop  of  Western 
Massachusetts  filled  the  episcopal  vacancy  caused  by 
Bishop  Doane's  death.  The  Commission  had  been  also  em- 
powered to  add  to  their  numbers  as  they  felt  it  desir- 
able, and  accordingly  the  Rev.  Dr.  William  F.  Faber,  now 
Bishop  of  Montana,  and  Mr.  Roland  S.  Morris  had  become 
members  of  the  Commission,  which  now  with  the  Rev. 
Frank  Damrosch,  Jr.,  added  last  year,  has  four  Bishops, 
four  Presbyters,  and  four  laymen  who  have  taken  part  in 
the  meetings.  But  it  is  essentially  the  same  Commission 
as  that  appointed  in  1910  and  has  had  continuously  the 
same  working  policy.    As  the  work  advanced  it  became 


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HISTORIC    STATEMENT 


evident  that  some  one  member  of  the  Commission  would 
have  to  be  in  charge  of  final  details,  and  this  work  was 
given  to  the  Bishop  of  Marquette. 

The  results  of  revision  fall  under  three  principal  divisions: 

1.  Omissions  from  the  present  hymnal. 

2.  Additions  to  the  present  hymnal. 

3.  Arrangement  and  classification  of  the  proposed  col- 
lection. 

1.  Omissions. 

We  arrived  at  the  omissions  which  we  thought  desirable 
by  a  referendum  of  the  whole  American  Church.  We  asked 
the  Bishops  to  appoint  Diocesan  Commissions  to  collaborate 
with  us,  and  fifty-six  of  them  did  so.  These  Commissions 
communicated  to  us  their  votes  on  the  hymns  which  they 
thought  should  be  retained. 

Many  private  correspondents  interested  in  the  subject 
advised  us  on  the  hymns  which  they  thought  should  be 
omitted. 

From  a  list  of  several  hundred  correspondents  we  learned 
of  hymns  which  in  their  experience  were  seldom  or  never 
sung. 

A  number  of  active  working  parishes  submitted  their 
hymn  lists  showing  the  hymns  sung  in  one  or  more  years. 

The  Joint  Commission  has  been  influenced  by  all  of 
these  factors,  but  has  also  had  its  own  reasons  for  omitting 
or  retaining  a  few  of  the  hymns. 

As  an  illustration,  fifty  or  more  of  the  Diocesan  Com- 
missions agreed  that  175  of  our  present  hymns  should  be 
retained,  of  which  the  Commission  did  retain  174.  Again, 
forty-five  or  more  of  the  Commissions  were  agreed  on  a  list 
of  256  hymns,  of  which  we  kept  253.  In  rejecting  these 
three  hymns  the  Joint  Commission  had  before  it  reasons 
which  were  not  before  the  Diocesan  Commissions.  We  had 
to  preserve  the  balance  of  the  book  and  to  consider  the 
available  new  material ;  and  so  a  few  omissions  were  made 
because  we  thought  we  had  something  better  to  fill  the  place 
of  what  was  so  laid  aside. 


HISTORIC    STATEMENT 


On  the  other  hand  we  retained  some  hymns  which  had  no 
very  strong  support  from  the  Diocesan  Commissions.  In 
this  we  were  governed  by  a  variety  of  considerations.  Dur- 
ing our  many  meetings  we  changed  our  vote  several  times 
on  particular  hymns.  Sometimes  an  improved  version 
carried  a  vote,  sometimes  the  discovery  of  better  music, 
sometimes  a  different  classification,  sometimes  justice  to 
specific  interests  in  the  Church,  sometimes  a  feeling  that 
some  of  our  hymns  had  been  really  undiscovered,  some- 
times that  alteration  of  one  of  the  hymns  of  1874  had 
masked  its  identity. 

Then,  obviously,  the  Holy  Day  hymns  would  not  natu- 
rally have  so  strong  a  vote  as  the  general  hymns,  as  the 
number  of  churches  having  musical  services  on  Holy 
Days  is  comparatively  small.  Then,  too,  certain  great 
hymns  are  possible  only  to  large  and  well-trained  choirs. 
Some  of  the  greatest  hymns  had  thus  a  very  small  vote. 

It  would  have  been  absurd,  we  felt,  to  reject  certain 
hymns  where  their  omission  would  seriously  reflect  upon 
our  taste  and  scholarship.  So  we  have  been  influenced  by 
the  consensus  of  the  best  modern  collections. 

Some  of  the  hymns  which  we  omitted  after  a  careful  can- 
vass are  to  be  found  in  the  authorized  Mission  Hymnal. 
We  would  have  felt  that  we  ought  to  retain  them  if  they 
had  not  continued  to  be  easily  accessible  to  our  congrega- 
tions. There  was  real  demand  for  new  material,  and  not 
too  much  room  for  it. 

2.  Additions. 

These  number  126,  of  which  several  are  restorations  from 
the  hymnal  of  1874.  These  restorations  held  their  ground 
after  comparison  with  the  whole  field  of  related  hymns. 
They  had  been  omitted  by  the  former  Commission  on  their 
own  judgment,  but  they  had  made  no  such  searching  in- 
quiry into  the  mind  of  the  Church  as  our  referendum. 
With  the  evidence  we  had,  we  believe  they  would  in  several 
cases  have  reversed  their  decision.  The  great  modern  col- 
lections were  with  us  in  these  restorations. 


HISTORIC    STATEMENT 


A  large  number  of  original  hymns,  more  or  less  valuable, 
were  submitted  to  us,  either  in  manuscript  or  printed  sheets. 
They  had  to  be  considered  in  connection  with  the  whole 
provision  for  the  season  or  subject  they  related  to.  We  had 
to  compare  them  with  hymns  already  famous  and  in  general 
use  by  thousands  of  our  fellow  Christians.  Every  new  col- 
lection of  hymns  has  some  new  material.  Most  of  it  does 
not  outlast  the  first  revision.  We  can  say  that  the  great 
body  of  hymns  has  been  sifted  over  and  over  again,  and 
that  every  addition  to  our  list  represents  the  consideration 
of  many  different  compositions.  It  did  not  seem  desirable 
to  add  too  many  new  hymns  at  this  time,  and  in  determin- 
ing upon  the  number  we  have  been  a  good  deal  influenced 
by  the  question  of  arrangement. 

3.  Arrangement. 

The  Diocesan  referendum  and  our  enormous  correspond- 
ence identified  about  225  of  our  present  hymns  as  seldom 
or  never  used.  This  agreed  very  closely  with  our  own 
experience,  though  many  hymns  that  are  favourites  in  one 
locality  seem  never  to  have  been  noticed  in  others.  Omit- 
ting about  this  number  left  our  hymnal  in  a  sort  of  skeleton 
form,  and  for  several  meetings  we  retained  the  arrange- 
ment with  which  twenty  or  more  years  had  made  us  in 
a  measure  familiar,  and  tried  to  fill  the  vacant  places  with 
better  material.  This  attempt  was  made,  in  some  cases,  over 
and  over  again.  Hundreds  of  hymns  were  rejected  at  once, 
others  held  over  for  repeated  comparison  and  considera- 
tion. We  found  it  difficult  to  fill  every  one  of  these  vacan- 
cies with  hymns  as  .fine  as  we  felt  desirable,  considering 
the  high  literary  value  of  the  unanimous  retentions.  We 
were  thus  driven  to  adopt  an  early  suggestion  and  make 
an  entirely  different  arrangement  of  our  material,  follow- 
ing consistently  the  Prayer  Book  order.  This  immediately 
cleared  up  the  whole  question  of  what  was  a  reasonable 
provision  for  certain  subjects  and  seasons.  In  our  standard 
book  hymns  for  morning  and  evening  are  scattered  under 
four  different  headings  in  four  parts  of  the  book.    Hymns 


HISTORIC    STATEMENT 


for  the  Christian  year  are  almost  equally  scattered.  By 
grouping  all  related  hymns  under  one  head  we  could  see 
how  the  materials  balanced.  The  results  seemed  at  once 
to  justify  the  opinion,  which  had  been  expressed  by  many 
of  our  most  important  correspondents,  that  the  hymnal 
would  be  better  if  it  was  smaller.  Its  size  therefore  became 
a  large  issue,  and  we  had  thoroughly  to  consider  the  argu- 
ments for  a  smaller  hymnal. 

These  were  briefly,  (a)  popular  demand;  (b)  economy; 
(c)  the  classical  character  of  the  Prayer  Book  and  the  feel- 
ing that  our  hymns  should  have  a  very  high  average  of 
literary  excellence;  (d)  the  decided  limit  to  the  number  of 
hymns  that  can  be  called  great;  (e)  the  immense  number 
that  can  be  called  fair  or  good  in  quality,  with  no  great 
choice  between  them;  (/)  the  fact  that  many  hymns  re- 
peat the  same  themes.  There  are  probably  enough  affect- 
ing hymns  on  the  theme  of  the  Good  Shepherd  to  fill  half 
of  our  proposed  book.  Materials  from  the  hands  of  prac- 
ticed writers  are  vast  in  extent.  Charles  Wesley  alone 
wrote  6500  hymns,  of  which  over  450  are  in  common  use. 
Isaac  Watts  wrote  thousands,  and  over  400  of  his  are  still 
familiar.  Philip  Doddridge  wrote  several  hundred,  many 
of  them  still  famous.  Many  other  authors  have  written  on 
almost  every  religious  subject. 

The  Joint  Commission  has  held  in  all  twenty-six  meet- 
ings with  a  quorum  present  at  all  but  one  meeting.  One 
member  alone  has  traveled  over  50,000  miles  to  attend 
these  occasions,  which  indicates  that  the  method  of 
doing  work  by  assembling  joint  commissions  is  rather 
extravagant.  It  was  out  of  the  question  to  submit 
the  full  expenses  of  such  travel,  as  our  means  were  but 
small. 

After  our  work  had  progressed  far  enough  to  take  some 
shape  it  was  submitted  to  the  Rev.  Louis  F.  Benson,  D.D., 
editor  of  the  Presbyterian  Hymnal  of  1911  and  probably 
the  most  learned  hymnologist  in  America,  and  he  made 
useful  comments.    We  had  also  a  good  deal  of  kindly  com- 


HISTORIC    STATEMENT 


ment  from  the  editors  of  the  new  Lutheran  Hymnal  now 
in  compilation,  and  have  had  their  sheets  to  examine. 

Finally,  within  the  last  three  or  four  months,  we  threw 
our  approximately  final  results  into  the  form  of  book-proof 
and  sent  the  pamphlet  to  representative  correspondents  in 
all  parts  of  our  country.  From  them  we  had  useful  com- 
ment and  criticism  and  a  good  deal  of  encouragement  as 
to  our  general  conclusions.  Some  regrets  were  expressed 
over  hymns  that  had  been  omitted,  but  only  one  critic 
disagreed  with  us  on  the  desirability  of  a  smaller  hymnal. 
We  were  able  to  make  practical  use  of  some  of  the  sugges- 
tions where  there  was  any  considerable  agreement. 

From  various  comments  we  infer  that  some  of  the  hymns 
about  which  regrets  have  been  expressed,  though  long  in  the 
hymnal,  have  only  just  begun  to  be  used.  Our  referendum 
does  not  show  them  to  be  popular,  but  that  is  three  years 
old.  We  are  sorry  that  we  cannot  have  everybody's  favour- 
ite hymn.  The  consequences  of  trying  to  include  all  such 
hymns  can  be  seen  in  the  Canadian  Hymnal,  which,  while  it 
contains  much  that  we  have  desired,  is  so  bulky  that  it  is  the 
less  useful  on  that  account.  To  include  all  requests  would 
give  us  over  a  thousand  hymns. 

Perhaps  revision  could  not  have  been  undertaken  at  a 
time  when  the  Joint  Commission  could  have  had  more  to 
assist  them.    There  are  so  many  notable  recent  collections. 

The  revised  edition  of  Hymns  Ancient  and  Modern  came 
out  in  1904,  and  there  is  a  supplement  as  late  as  1912.  The 
new  Methodist  Hymnal,  with  a  prominent  Churchman 
as  a  musical  editor,  marked  1905.  The  Yale  University 
Hymnal  was  published  in  1907,  and  the  Oxford  Hymn  Book 
in  1908.  The  English  Hymnal,  in  many  ways  epoch-mark- 
ing, dates  from  1909,  and  the  Canadian  Book  of  Common 
Praise  from  the  same  year.  The  enlarged  Hymnal  of  the 
Church  of  Ireland  came  out  in  1911,  the  same  year  with  the 
Presbyterian  Hymnal  already  referred  to.  The  new  School 
Hymnal,  of  splendid  literary  quality,  appeared  in  1913,  in 
which  same  year  the  Century  Company  brought  out  the 


HISTORIC    STATEMENT 


American  Hymnal.  Church  and  University  Hymns  is  a 
fine  collection  new  this  year. 

Other  recent  hymnals  are  Social  Hymns,  the  Westmin- 
ster Hymnal  for  the  Roman  Catholic  Church,  the  Uni- 
tarian Hymnal,  besides  which  more  than  twenty  other  col- 
lections have  been  deeply  consulted,  besides  great  diction- 
aries covering  the  entire  field.  The  historical  edition  of 
Hymns  Ancient  and  Modern  and  the  Rev.  John  Julian's 
famous  Dictionary  have  been  always  beside  us. 

Among  older  collections  Dr.  Leonard  Woolsey  Bacon's 
Book  of  Worship  was  of  high  interest.  The  tendency  of 
the  more  recent  hymnals  to  reduce  size  is  shown  by  com- 
parison with  the  former  edition  of  the  Methodist  Hymnal 
and  the  possibilities  of  a  highly  classical  small  collection  in 
the  Hymnal  of  the  Established  Church  of  Scotland  of  the 
late  sixties. 

The  recent  English  collections  called  our  attention  to 
good  American  material  which  we  have  been  neglecting. 
We  have  thus  added  twenty-five  American  hymns  of  the 
highest  merit.  American  authors  have  been  most  kind  in 
contributing  their  work. 

The  disuse  of  the  vocative  form  "  Jesu"  is  in  response  to 
many  requests  and  follows  the  American  Prayer  Book. 

The  Carols  which  have  been  added  are  only  the  best 
known  and  most  serviceable  of  the  many  we  have  examined. 
Our  churches  and  Sunday  schools  have  always  felt  free  to 
use  the  best  wherever  found.  It  would  not  be  unsuitable 
for  this  or  a  subsequent  commission  to  set  forth  from  time  to 
time  collections  of  carols,  anthems,  and  mission  hymns  in 
pamphlet  form. 

The  English  Congregational  Hymnal  of  188v3  had  a  col- 
lection of  120  beautiful  anthems,  and,  being  printed  on  thin 
paper,  that  hymnal  was  not  very  large. 

It  is  hoped  that  the  suggested  list  of  hymns  for  a  year 
may  prove  useful.  Among  these  hymns  some  of  a  general 
character  will  be  found  assigned  to  the  Church's  seasons. 
We  believe  that  experiment  will  justify  this.     The  lists 


HISTORIC    STATEMENT 


given  in  the  Canadian  Hymnal  show  as  much  latitude  of 
suggestion  as  ours. 

Any  of  the  Introits  will  be  found  useful  for  opening  serv- 
ices where  there  is  no  need  of  a  marching  Processional. 

We  hope  our  suggestions  may  bring  into  use  many  of  the 
Communion  Hymns,  as  some  congregations  now  seem  to 
use  but  one  or  two. 

The  Litanies  have  been  somewhat  edited,  shortened,  and 
distributed  with  the  hope  of  having  them  better  known  and 
more  used.  In  places  where  the  Prayer  Book  Litany  is 
permissive  but  not  of  obligation,  one  of  these  Litanies  can 
be  used  instead  of  it  and  in  much  the  same  way.  the  con- 
gregation singing  the  last  line  as  a  response  to  the  leader  or 
choir. 

Some  interesting  suggestions  came  too  late  to  be  practi- 
cable. To  drop  a  hymn  now  or  add  one,  unless  by  way  of 
substitution  for  something  of  the  same  length,  changes  all 
the  subsequent  numbers  and  makes  it  necessary  to  revise  all 
the  indexes.  Some  things  that  could  be  perhaps  bettered 
appear  more  clearly  now  that  the  work  is  in  book  form;  but 
we  regard  the  whole  as  suitable  for  license  by  the  Church, 
and  in  this  belief  late  comments  from  correspondents 
encourage  us.  We  hope  it  may  grow  in  favour  through 
use.  but  we  also  hope  for  a  further  opportunity  to  use  the 
results  of  experience  to  correct  it  and  bring  it  to  higher 
excellence. 


ACKNOWLEDGMENTS 

TT  has  not  been  possible  in  the  time  at  our  disposal  to  find  the  holders 
of  every  possible  copyright,  but  we  have  made  diligent  search.  We 
are  indebted  to  a  number  of  authors  for  permission  to  use  their  work: 
the  Rev.  Henry  Burton,  D.D.,  for  "O  Maker  of  the  sea  and  sky,"  Mr. 
Eugene  Stock  for  his  sister's  hymn,  "Let  the  song  go  round  the  earth,"  the 
Rev.  John  Brownlie  for  "The  King  shall  come  when  morning  dawns" 
and  "Let  Thy  Blood  in  mercy  poured,"  the  Rev.  Frederick  Edwards  for 
"God  of  the  nations,  Who  hast  led,"  the  Rev.  Washington  Gladden,  D.D., 
for  "0  Master,  let  me  walk  with  Thee,"  the  Rev.  Canon  Henry  Scott  Hol- 
land, D.D.,  for  "Judge  eternal,  throned  in  splendour,"  Mr.  Rudyard  Kip- 
ling for  his  "Recessional"  and  "The  Children's  Hymn,"  the  Rev.  Edward 
P.  Parker,  D.D.,  for  "Master,  no  offering,"  Bishop  Thomas  Frederick 
Davies,  D.D.,  for  "The  story  of  Thy  coming,"  Rev.  Denis  Wortman,  D.D., 
for  "God  of  the  prophets,  bless  the  prophets'  sons,"  Mr.  Athelstan  Riley 
for  "  Ye  [watchers,  and  ye  holy  ones,"  the  Rev.  Charles  H.  Richards,  D.D.> 
for  "Our  Father,  Thy  dear  Name  doth  show,"  the  Rev.  Frank  Mason  North 
and  The  Continent  for  "Where  cross  the  crowded  ways  of  life,"  the  Rev- 
William  Pierson  Merrill  for  "Rise  up,  O  men  of  God,"  the  Rev.  Louis  F. 
Benson,  D.D.,  for  "O  Thou  Whose  feet  have  climbed  life's  hill  "  and  many 
other  favours,  the  Yattendon  Hymnal  for  the  translation  "Ah,  holy  Jesus," 
to  the  Proprietors  of  the  English  Hymnal  for  their  rights  in  the  sa,me  hymn 
and  "Father,  Who  on  man  doth  shower,"  the  Trustees  of  Hymns 'Ancient 
and  Modern  for  courteous^permissions  and  other  favours.  We  have  not  as 
yet  reached  three  or  four  authors  now  abroad,  but  we  are  diligently  inquiring 
and  still  have  hopes  of  reaching  them,  though  very  possibly  no  copy- 
right is  involved.  The  kindness  of  all  the  responses  is  very  great,  and 
they  include  suggestions  of  approved  music  and  offers  of  all  possible  help. 
Many  other  acknowledgments  are  reserved  for  the  musical  edition. 


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CONTENTS 


PAGES 

I.  DAILY   PRAYER 1-41 

Morning 1-8 

Noon 8-9 

Evening 10-24 

Any  Hour 24-33 

The  Lord's  Day 33-40 

Friday 41 

II.  THE   CHRISTIAN    YEAR 42-275 

Advent 42-60 

Christmas 60-73 

N  St.  Stephen 74,75 

St.  John  the  Evangelist      75 

Holy  Innocents 76 

Circumcision 77-79 

Epiphany 80-86 

Sundays  after  Epiphany 87-98 

Septuagesima 98-106 

Ash  Wednesday  and  Lent 106-127 

Holy  Week 127-151 

Easter  Even 151-154 

Easter  Day 154-165 

Rogation  Days 166-168 

Ascension  Day 169-179 

Whitsunday 179-188 

Trinity  Sunday 188  193 

Sundays  after  Trinity 193-241 

Faith 193  206 

The  Divine  Love 206-215 

The  Divine  Mercy 215-222 

Divine  Guidance 222-226 

Praise  and  Adoration 226-241 

Holy  Days 241-275 

St.  Andrew 241 


CONTENTS 


PAGES 

St.  Thomas 242,  243 

Conversion  of  St.  Paul 243-245 

The  Purification 245,  246 

St.  Matthias 246,  247 

The  Annunciation 247-250 

St.  Mark 250,251 

St.  Philip  and  St.  James 251 

St.  Barnabas 252-254 

St.  John  Baptist 254,  255 

St.  Peter 255,  256 

St.  James 256, 257 

The  Transfiguration 257 

St.  Bartholomew 258 

St.  Matthew 258,25') 

St.  Michael  and  All  Angels 259-261 

St.  Luke 261,262 

St.  Simon  and  St.  Jude 262,  263 

General  for  Saints'  Days 263-267 

All  Saints 268-275 

III.  SACRAMENTS   AND   RITES 276-378 

Holy  Communion 276-304 

Introits 276-287 

The  Offertory 288,  289 

The  Communion 289-304 

Holy  Baptism 304-308 

Catechism 308-326 

School  Life 327-332 

Confirmation 332-342 

Holy  Matrimony 343-345 

Visitation 345-368 

Burial  of  the  Dead 368-373 

Travelers  by  Sea  and  Land 373-378 

IV.  SPECIAL  OCCASIONS 378-413 

Thanksgiving  Day 378-384 

National  Days 384-394 

Old  and  New  Year      394-402 

Ember  Days  and  Ordination 402-407 

Church  Building  and  Consecration 408-413 


CONTEXTS 

PAGES 

V.  THE   CHURCH     414-464 

The  Church  Militant 414-424 

Missions 424-437 

Brotherhood  and  Service 437—452 

Temperance 453 

The  Church  Triumphant 454  464 

VI.  PROCESSIOXAES 464  V)s 

VII.  CAROLS 499-513 

VIII.  DOXOLOGIES 514.515 


Index  of  First  Lines 517-530 

Index  of  Authors       531-539 

A  List  of  Hymns  for  a  Year 541-543 

A  List  of  General  Hymns      545.546 

Hymns  for  Parochial  Missions 547,548 

Supplementary  Index    549,550 


HYMNS 


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I.  DAILY  PRAYER 
Jttornmg 


NEW  every  morning  is  the  love 
Our  wakening  and  uprising  prove ; 
Through  sleep  and  darkness  safely  brought, 
Restored  to  life,  and  power,  and  thought. 

New  mercies,  each  returning  day, 

Hover  around  us  while  we  pray ; 

New  perils  past,  new  sins  forgiven, 

New  thoughts  of  God,  new  hopes  of  heaven. 


3  If  on  our  daily  course  our  mind 
Be  set  to  hallow  all  we  find, 

New  treasures  still,  of  countless  price, 
God  will  provide  for  sacrifice. 

4  Old  friends,  old  scenes,  will  lovelier  be, 
As  more  of  heaven  in  each  we  see ; 
Some  softening  gleam  of  love  and  prayer 
Shall  dawn  on  every  cross  and  care. 

5  The  trivial  round,  the  common  task, 
Will  furnish  all  we  ought  to  ask; 
Room  to  deny  ourselves,  a  road 

To  bring  us  daily  nearer  God. 


L.M. 


MORNING 

6  Seek  we  no  more;  content  with  these, 
Let  present  rapture,  comfort,  ease, 

As  heaven  shall  bid  them,  come  and  go:  — 
The  secret  this  of  rest  below. 

7  Only,  0  Lord,  in  Thy  dear  love, 
Fit  us  for  perfect  rest  above; 
And  help  us,  this  and  every  day, 

To  live  more  nearly  as  we  pray.    Amen. 

Rev.  John  Keble,  1822 


AWAKE,  my  soul,  and  with  the  sun 
Thy  daily  stage  of  duty  run; 
Shake  off  dull  sloth,  and  joyful  rise 
To  pay  thy  morning  sacrifice. 

2  Redeem  thy  misspent  moments  past; 
And  live  this  day  as  if  thy  last : 
Improve  thy  talent  with  due  care; 
For  the  great  Day  thyself  prepare. 

3  Let  all  thy  converse  be  sincere, 

Thy  conscience  as  the  noonday  clear; 
Think  how  all-seeing  God  thy  ways 
And  all  thy  secret  thoughts  surveys. 

4  Wake,  and  lift  up  thyself,  my  heart, 
And  with  the  angels  bear  thy  part, 
Who  all  night  long  unwearied  sing 
High  praise  to  the  eternal  King. 


PART  II 

All  praise  to  Thee,  Who  safe  hast  kept 
And  hast  refreshed  me  while  I  slept; 


L.M. 


MORNING 

Grant,  Lord,  when  I  from  death  shall  wake, 
I  may  of  endless  light  partake. 

6  Lord,  I  my  vows  to  Thee  renew; 
Scatter  my  sins  as  morning  dew; 

Guard  my  first  springs  of  thought  and  will, 
And  with  Thyself  my  spirit  fill. 

7  Direct,  control,  suggest,  this  day, 
All  I  design,  or  do,  or  say; 

That  all  my  powers,  with  all  their  might, 
In  Thy  sole  glory  may  unite. 

8  Praise  God,  from  Whom  all  blessings  flow; 
Praise  Him,  all  creatures  here  below; 
Praise  Him  above,  angelic  host; 

Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost.     Amen. 

Bishop  Thomas  Ken,  i6qs,  rev.  170Q. 


8.4.7.8.4.7. 


COME,  my  soul,  thou  must  be  waking. 
Now  is  breaking 
O'er  the  earth  another  day: 
Come,  to  Him  Who  made  this  splendour 
See  thou  render 

All  thy  feeble  strength  can  pay. 

Gladly  hail  the  sun  returning, 
Ready  burning 

Be  the  incense  of  thy  powers; 
For  the  night  is  safely  ended, 
God  hath  tended 

With  His  care  thy  helpless  hours. 

Pray  that  He  may  prosper  ever 
Each  endeavour, 

When  thine  aim  is  good  and  true; 


MORNING 

And  that  He  may  ever  thwart  thee, 
And  convert  thee, 

When  thou  evil  wouldst  pursue. 


4  Think  that  He  thy  ways  beholdeth; 
He  unfoldeth 

Every  fault  that  lurks  within; 
He  the  hidden  shame  glossed  over 
Can  discover, 

And  discern  each  deed  of  sin. 


Mayest  thou  on  life's  last  morrow, 
Free  from  sorrow. 

Pass  away  in  slumber  sweet; 
And,  released  from  death's  dark  sadness, 
Rise  in  gladness 

That  far  brighter  Sun  to  greet. 


6  Only  God's  free  gifts  abuse  not, 
Light  refuse  not, 

But  His  Spirit's  voice  obey; 
Thou  with  Him  shalt  dwell,  beholding 
Light  enfolding 

All  things  in  unclouded  day. 

F.  R.  L.  Canitz,  1654-169Q;  Tr.  Rev.  Henry  J.  Buckoll,  1838. 


7s.  six  lines. 

CHRIST,  Whose  glory  fills  the  skies, 
Christ,  the  true,  the  only  Light, 
Sun  of  Righteousness,  arise ! 

Triumph  o'er  the  shades  of  night: 
Day  spring  from  on  high,  be  near; 
Day-star,  in  my  heart  appear. 


MORNING 

2  Dark  and  cheerless  is  the  morn 

Unaccompanied  by  Thee; 
Joyless  is  the  day's  return, 

Till  Thy  mercy's  beams  I  see; 
Till  they  inward  light  impart, 
Glad  my  eyes,  and  warm  my  heart. 

3  Visit  then  this  soul  of  mine ! 

Pierce  the  gloom  of  sin  and  grief! 
Fill  me,  Radiancy  Divine ; 

Scatter  all  my  unbelief; 
More  and  more  Thyself  display, 
Shining  to  the  perfect  day.     Amen. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley,  1740. 

L.M. 

O  TRINITY  of  blessed  light, 
0  Unity  of  princely  might, 
The  fiery  sun  now  goes  his  way; 
Shed  Thou  within  our  hearts  Thy  ray. 

2  To  Thee  our  morning  song  of  praise, 
To  Thee  our  evening  prayer  we  raise ; 
0  grant  us  with  Thy  saints  on  high 
To  praise  Thee  through  eternity. 

3  All  laud  to  God  the  Father  be; 
All  praise,  eternal  Son,  to  Thee; 
All  glory,  as  is  ever  meet, 

To  God  the  holy  Paraclete.    Amen. 

Latin;  St.  Ambrose,  340-397;  Tr.  Rex.  John  Mason  Neale,  1852. 

CM. 

NOW  that  the  sun  is  gleaming  bright, 
Implore  we,  bending  low, 
That  He,  the  uncreated  Light, 
May  guide  us  as  we  go. 


MORNING 

2  No  sinful  word,  nor  deed  of  wrong, 

Nor  thoughts  that  idly  rove, 
But  simple  truth  be  on  our  tongue, 
And  in  our  hearts  be  love. 

3  And  while  the  hours  in  order  flow, 

O  Christ,  securely  fence 
Our  gates,  beleaguered  by  the  foe, 
The  gate  of  every  sense. 

4  And  grant  that  to  Thine  honour,  Lord, 

Our  daily  toil  may  tend ; 
That  we  begin  it  at  Thy  word, 
And  in  Thy  favour  end.    Amen. 

Latin;  Tr.  Rev.  John  Henry  Newman,  1836-1838. 


CM. 


MY  Father,  for  another  night 
Of  quiet  sleep  and  rest, 
For  all  the  joy  of  morning  light, 
Thy  holy  Name  be  blest. 

2  Now  with  the  newborn  day  I  give 

Myself  anew  to  Thee, 
That  as  Thou  wiliest  I  may  live, 
And  what  Thou  wiliest  be. 

3  Whate'er  I  do,  things  great  or  small, 

Whate'er  I  speak  or  frame, 
Thy  glory  may  I  seek  in  all, 
Do  all  in  Jesus'  Name. 

4  My  Father,  for  His  sake,  I  pray 

Thy  child  accept  and  bless; 
And  lead  me  by  Thy  grace  to-day 
In  paths  of  righteousness.     Amen. 

Rev.  Sir  Henry  IV.  Baker,  1875. 


MORNING 

8  L.M. 

FORTH  in  Thy  Name,  O  Lord,  I  go 
My  daily  labour  to  pursue; 
Thee,  only  Thee,  resolved  to  know, 
In  all  I  think,  or  speak,  or  do. 

2  The  task  Thy  wisdom  hath  assigned, 

0  let  me  cheerfully  fulfill ; 
In  all  my  works  Thy  presence  find, 
And  prove  Thy  good  and  perfect  will. 

3  Thee  may  I  set  at  my  right  hand, 

Whose  eyes  my  inmost  substance  see ; 
And  labour  on  at  Thy  command, 
And  offer  all  my  works  to  Thee. 

4  Give  me  to  bear  Thy  easy  yoke, 

And  every  moment  watch  and  pray; 
And  still  to  things  eternal  look, 
And  hasten  to  Thy  glorious  Day. 

5  Fain  would  I  still  for  Thee  employ 

Whate'er  Thy  bounteous  grace  hath  given, 
Would  run  my  course  with  even  joy, 

And  closely  walk  with  Thee  to  heaven.    Amen. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley,  174Q. 


L.M. 


COME,  Holy  Ghost,  Who  ever  One 
Art  with  the  Father  and  the  Son; 
Come,  Holy  Ghost,  our  souls  possess 
With  Thy  full  flood  of  holiness. 

In  will  and  deed,  by  heart  and  tongue, 
With  all  our  powers,  Thy  praise  be  sung; 
And  love  light  up  our  mortal  frame, 
Till  others  catch  the  living  flame. 


NOON 

3  Almighty  Father,  hear  our  cry 

Through  Jesus  Christ  our  Lord  most  high, 
Who  with  the  Holy  Ghost  and  Thee 
Doth  live  and  reign  eternally.    Amen. 

Latin;  St.  Ambrose,  340-307;  Tr.  Rev.  John  Henry  Newman,  1836. 

Also  the  following 
205  Holy,  Holy,  Holy!  Lord  God  Almighty 


JSoon 

10  L.M. 

•LEST  are  the  moments,  doubly  blest, 
That  drawn  from  this  one  hour  of  rest, 
Are  with  a  ready  heart  bestowed 
Upon  the  service  of  our  God ! 


B 


2  Each  field  is  then  a  hallowed  spot, 
An  altar  is  in  each  man's  cot, 

A  church  in  every  grove  that  spreads 
Its  living  roof  above  our  heads. 

3  Look  up  to  heaven,  the  industrious  sun 
Already  half  his  race  hath  run : 

He  cannot  halt  or  go  astray, 
But  our  immortal  spirits  may. 

4  Lord,  since  his  rising  in  the  east, 

If  we  have  faltered  or  transgressed, 
Guide,  from  Thy  love's  abundant  source, 
What  yet  remains  of  this  day's  course; 

5  Help  with  Thy  grace,  through  life's  short  day, 
Our  upward  and  our  downward  way; 


XOON 

And  glorify  for  us  the  west, 

When  we  shall  sink  to  final  rest.     Amen. 

,  William  Wordsworth,  1834. 

11  CM. 

EHOLD  us,  Lord,  a  little  spare 


wi 


;rum  daily  tasks  set  free, 
And  met  within  Thy  holy  place 
To  rest  awhile  with  Thee. 

2  Around  us  rolls  the  ceaseless  tide 

Of  business,  toil,  and  care; 
And  scarcely  can  we  turn  aside 
For  one  brief  hour  of  prayer. 

3  Yet  these  are  not  the  only  walls 

Wherein  Thou  mayst  be  sought ; 
On  homeliest  work  Thy  blessing  falls, 
In  truth  and  patience  wrought. 

4  Thine  is  the  loom,  the  forge,  the  mart, 

The  wealth  of  land  and  sea, 

The  worlds  of  science  and  of  art, 

Revealed  and  ruled  by  Thee. 

5  Then  let  us  prove  our  heavenly  birth, 

In  all  we  do  and  know; 
And  claim  the  kingdom  of  the  earth 
For  Thee  and  not  Thy  foe. 

6  Work  shall  be  prayer,  if  all  be  wrought 

As  Thou  wouldst  have  it  done. 
And  prayer,  by  Thee  inspired  and  taught, 
Itself  with  work  be  one.    Amen. 

Rev.  John  Ellerton,  1870. 


12 


EVENING 


Ctoemng 


10.6.10. 


O  BRIGHTNESS  of  the  immortal  Father's  face, 
Most  holy,  heavenly,  blest, 
Lord  Jesus  Christ,  in  Whom  His  truth  and  grace 
Are  visibly  expressed: 

2  The  sun  is  sinking  now,  and  one  by  one 
The  lamps  of  evening  shine; 
We  hymn  the  eternal  Father,  and  the  Son, 
And  Holy  Ghost  divine. 


Worthy  art  Thou  at  all  times  to  receive 

Our  hallowed  praises,  Lord. 
O  Son  of  God,  be  Thou,  in  Whom  we  live, 

Through  all  the  world  adored.     Amen. 

"The  Candlelight  Hymn," 
attr.  to  Sophronius;  Tr.  Edward  W.  Eddis, 


1864. 


13  10s.  six  line 

THE  day  is  gently  sinking  to  a  close, 
Fainter  and  yet  more  faint  the  sunlight  glows. 
O  Brightness  of  Thy  Father's  glory,  Thou 
Eternal  Light  of  Light,  be  with  us  now. 
Where  Thou  art  present  darkness  cannot  be; 
Midnight  is  glorious  noon,  O  Lord,  with  Thee. 


Our  changeful  lives  are  ebbing  to  an  end; 
Onward  to  darkness  and  to  death  we  tend. 
O  Conqueror  of  the  grave,  be  Thou  our  guide, 
Be  Thou  our  light  in  death's  dark  eventide; 
Then  in  our  mortal  hour  will  be  no  gloom, 
No  sting  in  death,  no  terror  in  the  tomb. 

10 


EVENING 

3  Thou,  Who  in  darkness  walking  didst  appear 
Upon  the  waves,  and  Thy  disciples  cheer, 

Come,  Lord,  in  lonesome  days,  when  storms  assail, 
And  earthly  hopes  and  human  succours  fail. 
When  all  is  dark  may  we  behold  Thee  nigh, 
And  hear  Thy  voice:  "Fear  not,  for  it  is  I." 

4  The  weary  world  is  mouldering  to  decay, 
Its  glories  wane,  its  pageants  fade  away; 
In  that  last  sunset  when  the  stars  shall  fall, 
May  we  arise  awakened  by  Thy  call, 
With  Thee,  O  Lord,  forever  to  abide 

In  that  blest  day  which  has  no  eventide.     Amen. 

Bishop  Christopher  Wordsworth,  1S62. 


14  8.8.8.4. 

THE  radiant  morn  hath  passed  away, 
And  spent  too  soon  her  golden  store; 
The  shadows  of  departing  day 
Creep  on  once  more. 

2  Our  life  is  but  a  fading  dawn, 

Its  glorious  noon,  how  quickly  past; 
Lead  us,  O  Christ,  our  lifework  done, 
Safe  home  at  last. 

3  Oh,  by  Thy  soul-inspiring  grace, 

Uplift  our  hearts  to  realms  on  high; 
Help  us  to  look  to  that  bright  place 
Beyond  the  sky, 

4  Where  light,  and  life,  and  joy,  and  peace 

In  undivided  empire  reign, 
And  thronging  angels  never  cease 
Their  deathless  strain; 

11 


EVENING 


5  Where  saints  are  clothed  in  spotless  white, 
And  evening  shadows  never  fall, 
Where  Thou,  eternal  Light  of  Light, 
Art  Lord  of  all.     Amen. 

Rev.  Godfrey  Thring,  1864. 

15  8.7.8.7.7.7. 

THROUGH  the  day  Thy  love  has  spared  us; 
Hear  us  ere  the  hour  of  rest: 
Through  the  silent  watches  guard  us, 
Let  no  foe  our  peace  molest; 
Jesus,  Thou  our  Guardian  be; 
Sweet  it  is  to  trust  in  Thee. 

2  Pilgrims  here  on  earth,  and  strangers, 
Dwelling  in  the  midst  of  foes; 
Us  and  ours  preserve  from  dangers; 
In  Thine  arms  may  we  repose; 
And  when  life's  short  day  is  past, 
Rest  with  Thee  in  heaven  at  last.     Amen, 

Rev.  Thomas  Kelly,  1806. 


16  7.7.7.5. 

'OLY  Father,  cheer  our  way 
With  Thy  love's  perpetual  ray; 
Grant  us  every  closing  day 
Light  at  evening  time. 


H 


2  Holy  Saviour,  calm  our  fears 
When  earth's  brightness  disappears; 
Grant  us  in  our  latter  years 

Light  at  evening  time. 

3  Holy  Spirit,  be  Thou  nigh 
When  in  mortal  pains  we  lie; 
Grant  us,  as  we  come  to  die, 

Light  at  evening  time. 

12 


EVENING 

Holy,  blessed  Trinity, 
Darkness  is  not  dark  with  Thee; 
Those  Thou  keepest  always  see 
Light  at  evening  time.     Amen. 

Rev.  Richard  H.  Robinson,  i86g. 


17  6.4.6.6. 

kHE  sun  is  sinking  fast, 
The  daylight  dies; 
Let  love  awake,  and  pay 
Her  evening  sacrifice. 


T 


2  As  Christ  upon  the  cross 

His  head  inclined, 
And  to  His  Father's  hands 
His  parting  soul  resigned ; 

3  So  now  herself  my  soul 

Would  wholly  give 
Into  His  sacred  charge, 
In  Whom  all  spirits  live; 

4  So  now  beneath  His  eye 

Would  calmly  rest, 
Without  a  wish  or  thought 
Abiding  in  the  breast; 

5  Save  that  His  will  be  done, 

Whate'er  betide; 
Dead  to  herself  and  dead 
In  Him  to  all  beside. 

6  Thus  would  I  live;  yet  now 

Not  I,  but  He, 
In  all  His  power  and  love, 
Henceforth  alive  in  me. 


13 


EVENING 

7  One  sacred  Trinity, 

One  Lord  divine, 

May  I  be  ever  His, 

And  he  forever  mine.    Amen. 

Latin;  Tr.  Rev.  Edward  Casivall,  1858. 

18  L.M. 

[UN  of  my  soul,  Thou  Saviour  dear, 
It  is  not  night  if  Thou  be  near; 
0  may  no  earth-born  cloud  arise 
To  hide  Thee  from  Thy  servant's  eyes. 


S" 


2  When  the  soft  dews  of  kindly  sleep 
My  weary  eyelids  gently  steep, 

Be  my  last  thought,  how  sweet  to  rest 
Forever  on  my  Saviour's  breast. 

3  Abide  with  me  from  morn  till  eve, 
For  without  Thee  I  cannot  live; 
Abide  with  me  when  night  is  nigh, 
For  without  Thee  I  dare  not  die. 

4  If  some  poor  wandering  child  of  Thine 
Have  spurned  to-day  the  voice  divine, 
Now,  Lord,  the  gracious  work  begin; 
Let  him  no  more  lie  down  in  sin. 

5  Watch  by  the  sick;  enrich  the  poor 
With  blessings  from  Thy  boundless  store; 
Be  every  mourner's  sleep  to-night, 

Like  infant's  slumbers,  pure  and  light. 

6  Come  near  and  bless  us  when  we  wake, 
Ere  through  the  world  our  way  we  take, 
Till  in  the  ocean  of  Thy  love 

We  lose  ourselves  in  heaven  above.     Amen. 

Rev.  John  Keble,  1820. 
14 


EVENING 

19  10.10.10.10. 

ABIDE  with  me:  fast  falls  the  eventide; 
The  darkness  deepens;  Lord,  with  me  abide: 
When  other  helpers  fail,  and  comforts  flee, 
Help  of  the  helpless,  0  abide  with  me. 

2  Swift  to  its  close  ebbs  out  life's  little  day; 
Earth's  joys  grow  dim,  its  glories  pass  away, 
Change  and  decay  in  all  around  I  see; 

0  Thou  who  changest  not,  abide  with  me. 

3  I  need  Thy  presence  every  passing  hour; 

What  but  Thy  grace  can  foil  the  tempter's  power  ? 
Who,  like  Thyself,  my  guide  and  stay  can  be  ? 
Through  cloud  and  sunshine,  Lord,  abide  with  me. 

4  I  fear  no  foe,  with  Thee  at  hand  to  bless: 
Ills  have  no  weight,  and  tears  no  bitterness. 
Where  is  death's  sting?  where,  grave,  thy  victory? 

1  triumph  still,  if  Thou  abide  with  me. 

5  Hold  Thou  Thy  cross  before  my  closing  eyes: 
Shine  through  the  gloom,  and  point  me  to  the  skies: 
Heaven's  morning  breaks,  and  earth's  vain  shadows  flee : 
In  life,  in  death,  O  Lord,  abide  with  me.    Amen. 

Rev.  Henry  F.  Lyte,  1847. 
20  7.7.7.7. 

SOFTLY  now  the  light  of  day 
Fades  upon  my  sight  away; 
Free  from  care,  from  labour  free, 
Lord,  I  would  commune  with  Thee. 

2  Thou,  Whose  all-pervading  eye 
Naught  escapes,  without,  within, 
Pardon  each  infirmity, 
Open  fault,  and  secret  sin. 

15 


EVENING 

3  Soon,  for  me,  the  light  of  day 
Shall  forever  pass  away; 
Then,  from  sin  and  sorrow  free, 
Take  me,  Lord,  to  dwell  with  Thee. 


Thou  Who,  sinless,  yet  hast  known 

All  of  man's  infirmity; 
Then,  from  Thine  eternal  throne, 

Jesus,  look  with  pitying  eye.     Amen. 

Bishop  George  W .  Doane,  i8i 


21  S.M. 

THE  day  is  past  and  gone; 
The  evening  shades  appear: 
O  may  we  all  remember  well 
The  night  of  death  draws  near. 

2  We  lay  our  garments  by, 

Upon  our  beds  to  rest; 
So  death  shall  soon  disrobe  us  all 
Of  what  is  here  possest. 

3  Lord,  keep  us  safe  this  night, 

Secure  from  all  our  fears; 
May  angels  guard  us  while  we  sleep, 
Till  morning  light  appears.     Amen. 

Rev.  John  Leland,  1792. 


22  D.C.M. 

THE  shadows  of  the  evening  hours 
Fall  from  the  darkening  sky; 
Upon  the  fragrance  of  the  flowers 
The  dews  of  evening  lie. 

16 


EVENING 

Before  Thy  throne,  O  Lord  of  heaven, 

We  kneel  at  close  of  day; 
Look  on  Thy  children  from  on  high, 

And  hear  us  while  we  pray. 


The  sorrows  of  Thy  servants,  Lord, 

O  do  not  Thou  despise, 
But  let  the  incense  of  our  prayers 

Before  Thy  mercy  rise. 
The  brightness  of  the  coming  night 

Upon  the  darkness  rolls; 
With  hopes  of  future  glory  chase 

The  shadows  on  our  souls. 


Slowly  the  rays  of  daylight  fade: 

So  fade  within  our  heart 
The  hopes  in  earthly  love  and  joy, 

That  one  by  one  depart. 
Slowly  the  bright  stars,  one  by  one, 

Within  the  heavens  shine: 
Give  us,  O  Lord,  fresh  hopes  in  heaven, 

And  trust  in  things  divine. 


4  Let  peace,  O  Lord,  Thy  peace,  0  God, 

Upon  our  souls  descend ; 
From  midnight  fears,  and  perils,  Thou 

Our  trembling  hearts  defend. 
Give  us  a  respite  from  our  toil; 

Calm  and  subdue  our  woes; 
Through  the  long  day  we  labour,  Lord, 

O  give  us  now  repose.     Amen. 

Adelaide  A.  Proctor,  i86l 
17 


EVENING 

23  7.6.7.6.8.8. 

THE  day  is  past  and  over: 
All  thanks,  O  Lord,  to  Thee! 
I  pray  Thee  that  offenseless 

The  hours  of  dark  may  be. 
O  Jesus,  keep  me  in  Thy  sight. 
And  guard  me  through  the  coming  night. 

2  The  joys  of  day  are  over: 

I  lift  my  heart  to  Thee, 
And  call  on  Thee  that  sinless 

The  hours  of  gloom  may  be. 
O  Jesus,  make  their  darkness  light, 
And  guard  me  through  the  coming  night. 

3  The  toils  of  day  are  over: 

I  raise  the  hymn  to  Thee, 
And  ask  that  free  from  peril 

The  hours  of  fear  may  be. 
0  Jesus,  keep  me  in  Thy  sight, 
And  guard  me  through  the  coming  night. 

4  Lord,  that  in  death  I  sleep  not, 

And  lest  my  foe  should  say, 
"I  have  prevailed  against  him," 

Lighten  mine  eyes,  I  pray: 
O  Jesus,  keep  me  in  Thy  sight, 
And  guard  me  through  the  coming  night. 

5  Be  Thou  my  soul's  preserver, 

O  God,  for  Thou  dost  know 
How  many  are  the  perils 

Through  which  I  have  to  go. 
Lover  of  men,  O  hear  my  call, 
And  guard  and  save  me  from  them  all!    Amen. 

St.  Analolius,  8oo;  Tr.  Rev.  John  Mason  Neale,  1853. 
18 


EVENING 

24  8.7.8.7  double. 

SAVIOUR,  breathe  an  evening  blessing, 
Ere  repose  our  spirits  seal; 
Sin  and  want  we  come  confessing; 

Thou  canst  save,  and  Thou  canst  heal. 
Though  the  night  be  dark  and  dreary, 

Darkness  cannot  hide  from  Thee; 
Thou  art  He  Who,  never  weary, 
Watchest  where  Thy  people  be. 

2  Though  destruction  walk  around  us, 

Though  the  arrows  past  us  fly, 
Angel-guards  from  Thee  surround  us; 

We  are  safe,  if  Thou  art  nigh. 
Be  Thou  nigh,  should  death  o'ertake  us; 

Jesus,  then  our  refuge  be, 
And  in  Paradise  awake  us, 

There  to  rest  in  peace  with  Thee. 

3  Father,  to  Thy  holy  keeping 

Humbly  we  ourselves  resign; 
Saviour,  Who  hast  slept  our  sleeping, 

Make  our  slumbers  pure  as  Thine; 
Blessed  Spirit,  brooding  o'er  us, 

Chase  the  darkness  of  our  night, 
Till  the  perfect  day  before  us 

Breaks  in  everlasting  light.     Amen. 

James  Edmeston,  1820  ;  st.  3,  Bishop  Edward  Henry  Bickerstclh,  1S76. 


A1 


25  L.M 

LL  praise  to  Thee,  my  God,  this  night, 
For  all  the  blessings  of  the  light : 
Keep  me,  0  keep  me,  King  of  kings, 
Beneath  Thine  own  Almighty  wings. 

19 


EVENING 

2  Forgive  me,  Lord,  for  Thy  dear  Son, 
The  ill  that  I  this  day  have  done; 
That  with  the  world,  myself,  and  Thee, 
I,  ere  I  sleep,  at  peace  may  be. 

3  Teach  me  to  live,  that  I  may  dread 
The  grave  as  little  as  my  bed; 
Teach  me  to  die,  that  so  I  may 
Rise  glorious  at  the  awful  day. 

4  O  may  my  soul  on  Thee  repose, 

And  with  sweet  sleep  mine  eyelids  close; 
Sleep  that  shall  me  more  vigorous  make 
To  serve  my  God  when  I  awake. 

5  When  in  the  night  I  sleepless  lie, 

My  soul  with  heavenly  thoughts  supply; 
Let  no  ill  dreams  disturb  my  rest, 
No  powers  of  darkness  me  molest. 

6  O  when  shall  I,  in  endless  day, 
Forever  chase  dark  sleep  away, 
And  hymns  divine  with  angels  sing, 
All  praise  to  Thee,  eternal  King? 

7  Praise  God,  from  Whom  all  blessings  flow ; 
Praise  Him,  all  creatures  here  below; 
Praise  Him  above,  angelic  host: 

Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost.     Amen. 

Bishop  Thomas  Ken,  170Q. 

26  8.4.8.4.8.8.8.4. 

GOD,  that  madest  earth  and  heaven, 
Darkness  and  light; 
Who  the  day  for  toil  hast  given, 
For  rest  the  night, 

20 


EVENING 

May  Thine  angel-guards  defend  us, 
Slumber  sweet  Thy  mercy  send  us, 
Holy  dreams  and  hopes  attend  us, 
This  livelong  night. 

2  Guard  us  waking,  guard  us  sleeping, 
-  And,  when  we  die, 
May  we  in  Thy  mighty  keeping, 

All  peaceful  He : 
When  the  last  dread  call  shall  wake  us, 
Do  not  Thou,  our  God,  forsake  us, 
But  to  reign  in  glory  take  us 
With  Thee  on  high.     Amen. 

Bishop  Reginald  Heber,  1827}  and  Archbishop  Richard  Whateley,  1855. 


27  cm. 

'OW  from  the  altar  of  my  heart 
Let  flames  of  love  arise; 
Assist  me,  Lord,  to  offer  up 
My  evening  sacrifice. 


N 


Minutes  and  mercies  multiplied 

Have  made  up  all  this  day; 
Minutes  came  quick,  but  mercies  were 

More  swift,  more  free  than  they. 

New  time,  new  favour,  and  new  joys 

Do  a  new  song  require; 
Till  I  shall  praise  Thee  as  I  would, 

Accept  my  heart's  desire.     Amen. 

Rev.  John  Mason,  1683. 


B1 


28  L.M. 

>EFORE  the  ending  of  the  day, 
Creator  of  the  world,  we  pray, 
That,  with  Thy  wonted  favour,  Thou 
Wouldst  be  our  Guard  and  Keeper  now. 

1  Published  after  his  death. 
21 


EVENING 

2  From  all  ill  dreams  defend  our  sight, 
From  fears  and  terrors  of  the  night; 
Withhold  from  us  our  ghostly  foe, 
That  spot  of  sin  we  may  not  know. 

3  O  Father,  that  we  ask  be  done, 
Through  Jesus  Christ,  Thine  only  Son; 
Who,  with  the  Holy  Ghost  and  Thee, 
Doth  live  and  reign  eternally.     Amen. 

Latin;  St.  Ambrose,  540-507;  Tr.  Rev.  John  Mason  Neale,  1852. 

29  9.8.9.8. 

THE  day  Thou  gavest,  Lord,  is  ended, 
The  darkness  falls  at  Thy  behest; 
To  Thee  our  morning  hymns  ascended, 
Thy  praise  shall  sanctify  our  rest. 

2  We  thank  Thee  that  Thy  Church  unsleeping, 

WThile  earth  rolls  onward  into  light. 
Through  all  the  world  her  watch  is  keeping, 
And  rests  not  now  by  day  or  night. 

3  As  o'er  each  continent  and  island 

The  dawn  leads  on  another  day, 
The  voice  of  prayer  is  never  silent, 
Nor  dies  the  strain  of  praise  away. 

4  The  sun  that  bids  us  rest  is  waking 

Our  brethren  'neath  the  western  sky, 
And  hour  by  hour  fresh  lips  are  making 
Thy  wondrous  doings  heard  on  high. 

5  So  be  it,  Lord ;  Thy  throne  shall  never, 

Like  earth's  proud  empires,  pass  away: 
Thy  kingdom  stands,  and  grows  forever, 
Till  all  Thy  creatures  own  Thy  sway. 

Rev.  John  Ellerton,  1870. 
22 


EVENING 

30  cm. 

S  now  the  sun's  declining  rays 
At  eventide  descend, 
E'en  so  our  years  are  sinking  down 
To  their  appointed  end. 


A: 


2  Lord,  on  the  cross  Thine  arms  were  stretched 

To  draw  the  nations  nigh; 
0  grant  us  then  that  cross  to  love, 
And  in  those  arms  to  die. 

3  To  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 

And  God  the  Holy  Ghost. 
All  glory  be  from  saints  on  earth, 
And  from  the  angel  host.    Amen. 

Rev.  Charles  Coffin,  1736;  Tr.  Rev.  John  Chandler,  1837 

31  8.7.8.7.  double,  with  refrain, 

EVENSONG  is  hushed  in  silence, 
And  the  hour  of  rest  is  nigh; 
Strengthen  us  for  work  to-morrow. 

Son  of  Mary,  God  most  high ! 
Thou  Who  in  the  village  workshop, 

Fashioning  the  yoke  and  plow, 
Didst  eat  bread  by  daily  labour, 
Succour  them  that  labour  now. 
We  are  weary  of  life-long  toil. 

Of  sorrow,  and  pain,  and  sin; 
But  there  is  a  city  with  streets  of  gold, 
And  all  is  peace  within. 

2  How  are  we  to  reach  that  city, 

Whose  delights  no  tongue  can  tell? 
By  the  faith  that  looks  to  Jesus, 
By  a  life  of  doing  well. 

23 


AT   ANY   HOUR 


Sinful  men  and  sinful  women, 

He  will  wash  our  sins  away; 
He  will  take  us  to  the  sheepfold, 

Whence  no  sheep  can  ever  stray. 
We  are  weary,  etc. 

3  There  the  dear  ones  who  have  left  us 
We  shall  some  day  meet  again; 
There  will  be  no  bitter  partings, 

No  more  sorrow,  death,  or  pain. 
Evensong  has  closed  in  silence, 
And  the  hour  of  rest  is  nigh; 
Lighten  Thou  our  darkness,  Jesus, 
Son  of  Mary,  God  most  high. 
We  are  weary,  etc.     Amen. 

Rev.  John  Purchas,  1866. 

A  ho  the  following 

50  Saviour,  again  to  Thy  dear  Name  we  raise 
365  Now  the  day  is  over 
400  At  even,  ere  the  sun  was  set 
408  One  sweetly  solemn  thought 
410  Tarry  with  me,  O  my  Saviour 
415  Sunset  and  evening  star 

3t  &np  Hour 

32  L.M. 

ROM  every  stormy  wind  that  blows, 
From  every  swelling  tide  of  woes, 
There  is  a  calm,  a  sure  retreat; 
'T  is  found  beneath  the  mercy-seat. 


F 


There  is  a  place  where  Jesus  sheds 
The  oil  of  gladness  on  our  heads, 
A  place  than  all  beside  more  sweet; 
It  is  the  blood-stained  mercy-seat. 


24 


AT   ANY   HOUR 


3  There  is  a  spot  where  spirits  blend. 
Where  friend  holds  fellowship  with  friend; 
Though  sundered  far,  by  faith  they  meet 
Around  one  common  mercy-seat. 

4  There,  there,  on  eagles'  wings  we  soar, 
And  time  and  sense  seem  all  no  more; 
And  heaven  comes  down,  our  souls  to  greet, 
And  glory  crowns  the  mercy-seat. 

Rev.  Hugh  S  ton-ell,  1826. 


33  cm. 

HELP  us,  Lord;  each  hour  of  need 
Thy  heavenly  succour  give : 
Help  us  in  thought,  in  word,  and  deed, 
Each  hour  on  earth  we  live! 


o 


2  0  help  us,  when  our  spirits  cry 

With  contrite  anguish  sore; 
And  when  our  hearts  are  cold  and  dry, 
O  help  us.  Lord,  the  more ! 

3  O  help  us  through  the  prayer  of  faith 

More  firmly  to  believe! 
For  still  the  more  the  servant  hath, 
The  more  shall  he  receive. 

4  O  help  us,  Saviour,  from  on  high: 

We  have  no  help  but  Thee. 
0  help  us  so  to  live  and  die 

As  Thine  in  heaven  to  be!     Amen. 

Dean  Henry  H.  Milman,  1827. 
34  8.8.8.8. 

IXSPIRER  and  hearer  of  prayer, 
Thou  Shepherd  and  Guardian  of  Thine, 
My  all  to  Thy  covenant  care, 
I,  sleeping  or  waking,  resign. 

25 


AT   ANY   HOUR 


2  If  Thou  art  my  Shield  and  my  Sun, 

The  night  is  no  darkness  to  me; 
And,  fast  as  my  minutes  roll  on, 
They  bring  me  but  nearer  to  Thee. 

3  A  sovereign  Protector  I  have, 

Unseen,  yet  forever  at  hand; 
Unchangeably  faithful  to  save, 
Almighty  to  rule  and  command. 

4  His  smiles  and  His  comforts  abound, 

His  grace,  as  the  dew,  shall  descend; 
And  walls  of  salvation  surround 
The  soul  He  delights  to  defend. 

Rev.  Augustus  M.  Toplady,  1774. 

35  cm. 

WHILE  Thee  I  seek,  protecting  Power, 
Be  my  vain  wishes  stilled; 
And  may  this  consecrated  hour 
With  better  hopes  be  filled. 

2  Thy  love  the  power  of  thought  bestowed, 

To  Thee  my  thoughts  would  soar: 
Thy  mercy  o'er  my  life  has  flowed, 
That  mercy  I  adore. 

3  In  each  event  of  life,  how  clear 

Thy  ruling  hand  I  see; 
Each  blessing  to  my  soul  more  dear, 
Because  conferred  by  Thee. 

4  In  every  joy  that  crowns  my  days, 

In  every  pain  I  bear, 
My  heart  shall  find  delight  in  praise, 
Or  seek  relief  in  prayer. 

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5  When  gladness  wings  my  favoured  hour, 

Thy  love  my  thoughts  shall  fill; 
Resigned,  when  storms  of  sorrow  lower, 
My  soul  shall  meet  Thy  will. 

6  My  lifted  eye,  without  a  tear, 

The  gathering  storms  shall  see; 
My  steadfast  heart  shall  know  no  fear; 
That  heart  will  rest  on  Thee.     Amen. 

Helen  M.  Williams,  1786. 


36  8.4.8.4. 

ORD,  for  to-morrow  and  its  needs 
I  do  not  pray; 
Keep  me,  my  God,  from  stain  of  sin, 
Just  for  to-day. 


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2  Let  me  both  diligently  work 

And  duly  pray; 
Let  me  be  kind  in  word  and  deed, 
Just  for  to-day. 

3  Let  me  be  slow  to  do  my  will, 

Prompt  to  obey; 
Help  me  to  sacrifice  myself, 
Just  for  to-day. 

4  Let  me  no  wrong  or  idle  word 

Unthinking  say; 
Set  Thou  a  seal  upon  my  lips, 
Just  for  to-day. 

5  Let  me  in  season,  Lord,  be  grave, 

In  season  gay; 
Let  me  be  faithful  to  Thy  grace, 
Just  for  to-day. 

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6  Lord,  for  to-morrow  and  its  needs, 
I  do  not  pray; 
But  keep  me,  guide  me,  love  me,  Lord, 
Just  for  to-day.     Amen. 

Sister  Mary  Xavier,  1S77. 

37  6s,  six  lines. 

WHEN  morning  gilds  the  skies, 
My  heart  awaking  cries, 
May  Jesus  Christ  be  praised ; 
Alike  at  work  and  prayer 
To  Jesus  I  repair; 

May  Jesus  Christ  be  praised. 

2  Whene'er  the  sweet  church  bell 
Peals  over  hill  and  dell, 

May  Jesus  Christ  be  praised; 
O  hark  to  what  it  sings, 
As  joyously  it  rings, 

May  Jesus  Christ  be  praised. 

3  My  tongue  shall  never  tire 
Of  chanting  with  the  choir, 

May  Jesus  Christ  be  praised; 
This  song  of  sacred  joy, 
It  never  seems  to  cloy, 

May  Jesus  Christ  be  praised. 

4  When  sleep  her  balm  denies, 
My  silent  spirit  sighs, 

May  Jesus  Christ  be  praised; 
When  evil  thoughts  molest, 
With  this  I  shield  my  breast, 

May  Jesus  Christ  be  praised. 

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5  Does  sadness  fill  my  mind? 
A  solace  here  I  find, 

May  Jesus  Christ  be  praised; 
Or  fades  my  earthly  bliss? 
My  comfort  still  is  this, 

May  Jesus  Christ  be  praised. 

6  The  night  becomes  as  day, 
When  from  the  heart  we  say, 

May  Jesus  Christ  be  praised; 
The  powers  of  darkness  fear, 
When  this  sweet  chant  they  hear, 

May  Jesus  Christ  be  praised. 

7  In  heaven's  eternal  bliss 
The  loveliest  strain  is  this, 

May  Jesus  Christ  be  praised; 
Let  earth,  and  sea,  and  sky 
From  depth  to  height  reply, 

May  Jesus  Christ  be  praised. 

8  Be  this,  while  life  is  mine, 
My  canticle  divine, 

May  Jesus  Christ  be  praised; 
Be  this  the  eternal  song 
Through  ages  all  along, 

May  Jesus  Christ  be  praised.     Amen. 

Anon.,  German,  1828;  Tr.  Rev.  Edward  Caswall,  1853. 


38  7.7.7.5. 

THREE  in  One,  and  One  in  Three, 
Ruler  of  the  earth  and  sea, 
Hear  us  while  we  lift  to  Thee 
Holy  chant  and  psalm. 

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2  Light  of  lights!  with  morning  shine, 
Lift  on  us  Thy  light  divine; 

And  let  charity  benign 

Breathe  on  us  her  balm. 

3  Light  of  lights !  when  falls  the  even, 
Let  it  sink  on  sin  forgiven; 

Fold  us  in  the  peace  of  heaven; 
Shed  a  holy  calm. 

4  Three  in  One,  and  One  in  Three, 
Darkling  here  we  worship  Thee; 
With  the  saints  hereafter  we 

Hope  to  bear  the  palm.     Amen. 

Rev.  Gilbert  Rorison,  184Q. 

39  L.M. 

SAVIOUR,  when  night  involves  the  skies, 
My  soul,  adoring,  turns  to  Thee; 
Thee,  self- abased  in  mortal  guise, 
And  wrapt  in  shades  of  death  for  me. 

2  On  Thee  my  waking  raptures  dwell, 

When  crimson  gleams  the  east  adorn, 
Thee,  Victor  of  the  grave  and  hell, 
Thee,  source  of  life's  eternal  morn. 

3  When  noon  her  throne  in  light  arrays, 

To  Thee  my  soul  triumphant  springs; 
Thee,  throned  in  glory's  endless  blaze, 
Thee,  Lord  of  lords  and  King  of  kings. 

4  O'er  earth,  when  shades  of  evening  steal, 

To  death  and  Thee  my  thoughts  I  give; 
To  death,  whose  power  I  soon  must  feel, 
To  Thee,  with  Whom  I  trust  to  live. 

Rev.  Thomas  Gisborne,  1805 
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40  8s.  six  lines. 

O  LIGHT,  Whose  beams  illumine  all 
From  twilight  dawn  to  perfect  day, 
Shine  Thou  before  the  shadows  fall, 

That  lead  our  wandering  feet  astray; 
At  morn  and  eve  Thy  radiance  pour, 
That  youth  may  love  and  age  adore. 

2  0  Way,  through  Whom  our  souls  draw  near 

To  yon  eternal  home  of  peace, 
Wliere  perfect  love  shall  cast  out  fear, 

And  earth's  vain  toil  and  wandering  cease; 
In  strength  or  weakness  may  we  see 
Our  heavenward  path,  O  Lord,  through  Thee. 

3  0  Truth,  before  Whose  shrine  we  bow, 

Thou  priceless  pearl  for  all  who  seek, 
To  Thee  our  earliest  strength  we  vow; 

Thy  love  will  bless  the  pure  and  meek; 
When  dreams  or  mists  beguile  our  sight, 
Turn  Thou  our  darkness  into  light. 

4  0  Life,  the  well  that  ever  flows 

To  slake  the  thirst  of  those  that  faint. 
Thy  power  to  bless,  what  seraph  knows? 

Thy  joy  supreme,  what  words  can  paint? 
In  earth's  last  hour  of  fleeting  breath 
Be  Thou  our  conqueror  over  death. 

5  O  Light,  O  Way,  O  Truth,  O  Life, 

O  Jesus,  born  mankind  to  save, 
Give  Thou  Thy  peace  in  deadliest  strife; 

Shed  Thou  Thy  calm  on  stormiest  wave; 
Be  Thou  our  hope,  our  joy,  our  dread. 
Lord  of  the  living  and  the  dead.     Amen. 

Dean  Edward  H.  Plumptre,  1864. 
31 


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41  8.7.8.7. 

GUIDE  me,  O  Thou  great  Jehovah, 
Pilgrim  through  this  barren  land, 
I  am  weak,  but  Thou  art  mighty; 
Hold  me  with  Thy  powerful  hand. 

2  Open  now  the  crystal  fountains 

Whence  the  living  waters  flow; 
Let  the  fiery,  cloudy  pillar 

Lead  me  all  my  journey  through. 

3  Feed  me  with  the  heavenly  manna 

In  this  barren  wilderness; 
Be  my  sword,  and  shield,  and  banner, 
Be  the  Lord  my  Righteousness. 

4  When  I  tread  the  verge  of  Jordan, 

Bid  my  anxious  fears  subside; 
Death  of  death,  and  hell's  destruction, 
Land  me  safe  on  Canaan's  side.     Amen. 

Welsh;  Rev.  William  Williams,  1745;  Tr.  Rev.  Peter  Williams, 
1772;  alt.  Rev.  John  Keble,  1857. 


42  7.7.7.5. 

ORD  of  mercy  and  of  might, 
Of  mankind  the  life  and  light, 
Maker,  Teacher  infinite: 
Jesus,  hear  and  save. 


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2  Strong  Creator,  Saviour  mild, 
Humbled  to  a  mortal  child, 
Captive,  beaten,  bound,  reviled: 

Jesus,  hear  and  save. 

3  Throned  above  celestial  things, 
Borne  aloft  on  angels'  wings, 
Lord  of  lords,  and  King  of  kings: 

Jesus,  hear  and  save. 

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o 


4  Soon  to  come  to  earth  again, 
Judge  of  angels  and  of  men, 
Hear  us  now,  and  hear  us  then: 
Jesus,  hear  and  save.     Amen. 

Bishop  Reginald  Heber,  1827.1 

Also  the  following 

247  Lead  us,  heavenly  Father,  lead  us 

248  Lead  us,  O  Father,  in  the  paths  of  peace 
373  My  God,  accept  my  heart  this  day 

W$t  Sorb's  ©ap 

43  7.6.7.6.  double. 

DAY  of  rest  and  gladness, 

0  day  of  joy  and  light, 
O  balm  of  care  and  sadness, 

Most  beautiful,  most  bright; 
On  thee  the  high  and  lowly, 

Through  ages  joined  in  tune, 
Sing,  Holy,  Holy,  Holy, 

To  the  great  God  Triune. 

On  thee,  at  the  creation, 

The  light  first  had  its  birth; 
On  thee  for  our  salvation 

Christ  rose  from  depths  of  earth; 
On  thee  our  Lord  victorious 

The  Spirit  sent  from  heaven, 
And  thus  on  thee  most  glorious 

A  triple  light  was  given. 

Thou  art  a  port  protected 

From  storms  that  round  us  rise; 

A  garden  intersected 

With  streams  of  Paradise; 

1  Published  after  his  death. 
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Thou  art  a  cooling  fountain 
In  life's  dry,  dreary  sand; 

From  thee,  like  Pisgah's  mountain, 
We  view  our  promised  land. 

4  To-day  on  weary  nations 

The  heavenly  manna  falls; 
To  holy  convocations 

The  silver  trumpet  calls, 
Where  Gospel  light  is  glowing 

With  pure  and  radiant  beams, 
And  living  water  flowing 

With  soul  refreshing  streams. 


New  graces  ever  gaining 

From  this  our  day  of  rest, 
We  reach  the  Rest  remaining 

To  spirits  of  the  blest. 
To  Holy  Ghost  be  praises, 

To  Father,  and  to  Son; 
The  Church  her  voice  upraises 

To  Thee,  blest  Three  in  One.     Amen. 

Bishop  Christopher  Wordsworth,  1S6: 


44  L.M. 

SWEET  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King, 
To  praise  Thy  Name,  give  thanks  and  sing; 
To  show  Thy  love  by  morning  light, 
And  talk  of  all  Thy  truth  at  night. 

2  Sweet  is  the  day  of  sacred  rest; 
No  mortal  cares  shall  seize  my  breast; 
O  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found. 
Like  David's  harp  of  solemn  sound. 

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3  My  heart  shall  triumph  in  my  Lord, 
And  bless  His  works,  and  bless  His  word; 
Thy  works  of  grace,  how  bright  they  shine! 
How  deep  Thy  counsels,  how  divine! 

4  Then  shall  I  see,  and  hear,  and  know 
All  I  desired  or  wished  below; 

And  every  power  find  sweet  employ 
In  that  eternal  world  of  joy. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts,  1719;  Psalm  92. 

45  s.m. 

THIS  is  the  day  of  light: 
Let  there  be  light  to-day; 
O  Dayspring,  rise  upon  our  night, 
And  chase  its  gloom  away. 

2  This  is  the  day  of  rest: 

Our  failing  strength  renew; 
On  weary  brain  and  troubled  breast 
Shed  Thou  Thy  freshening  dew. 

3  This  is  the  day  of  peace: 

Thy  peace  our  spirits  fill ; 
Bid  Thou  the  blasts  of  discord  cease, 
The  waves  of  strife  be  still. 

4  This  is  the  day  of  prayer: 

Let  earth  to  heaven  draw  near: 
Lift  up  our  hearts  to  seek  Thee  there; 
Come  down  to  meet  us  here. 

5  This  is  the  first  of  days : 

Send  forth  Thy  quickening  breath, 
And  wake  dead  souls  to  love  and  praise, 
O  Vanquisher  of  death !     Amen. 

Rev.  John  Ellerton,  1867. 
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46  7s.  six  lines. 

SAFELY  through  another  week 
God  has  brought  us  on  our  way; 
Let  us  now  a  blessing  seek, 

Waiting  in  His  courts  to-day; 
Day  of  all  the  week  the  best, 
Emblem  of  eternal  rest. 

2  While  we  seek  for  pardoning  grace, 

Through  the  dear  Redeemer's  Name, 
Show  Thy  reconciled  face, 

Take  away  our  sin  and  shame; 
From  our  worldly  cares  set  free, 
May  we  rest  this  day  in  Thee. 

3  Here  we  come  Thy  Name  to  praise; 

Let  us  feel  Thy  presence  near; 
May  Thy  glory  meet  our  eyes, 

While  we  in  Thy  house  appear: 
Here  afford  us,  Lord,  a  taste 
Of  our  everlasting  feast.     Amen. 

Rev.  John  Newton,  1774. 


47  7.7.7.7. 

|N  this  day,  the  first  of  days, 
God  the  Father's  Name  we  praise; 
Who,  creation's  Lord  and  Spring, 
Did  the  world  from  darkness  bring. 


O' 


2  On  this  day  the  Eternal  Son 
Over  death  His  triumph  won; 
On  this  day  the  Spirit  came 
With  His  gifts  of  living  flame. 

3  O  that  fervent  love  to-day 
May  in  every  heart  have  sway, 

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Teaching  us  to  praise  aright 
God,  the  Source  of  life  and  light. 

4  Father,  Who  didst  fashion  me 
Image  of  Thyself  to  be, 

Fill  me  with  Thy  love  divine, 
Let  my  every  thought  be  Thine. 

5  Holy  Jesus,  may  I  be 

Dead  and  buried  here  with  Thee; 
And,  by  love  inflamed,  arise 
Unto  Thee  a  sacrifice. 

6  Thou,  Who  dost  all  gifts  impart, 
Shine,  blest  Spirit,  in  my  heart; 
Best  of  gifts  Thyself  bestow; 
Make  me  burn  Thy  love  to  know. 

7  God,  the  blessed  Three  in  One, 
Dwell  within  my  heart  alone ; 
Thou  dost  give  Thyself  to  me, 
May  I  give  myself  to  Thee.    Amen. 

Latin;  Tr.  Rev.  Sir  Henry  W.  Baker,  1861. 


48  8s.  six  lines. 

SAVIOUR,  bless  us  ere  we  go; 


o 


Thy  word  into  our  minds  instill. 
And  make  our  lukewarm  hearts  to  glow 

With  lowly  love  and  fervent  will. 
Through  life's  long  day  and  death's  dark  night, 
O  gentle  Jesus,  be  our  light. 

The  day  is  gone,  its  hours  have  run; 

And  Thou  hast  taken  count  of  all, 
The  scanty  triumphs  grace  hath  won, 

The  broken  vow,  the  frequent  fall. 

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Through  life's  long  day  and  death's  dark  night, 
O  gentle  Jesus,  be  our  light. 

3  Grant  us,  dear  Lord,  from  evil  ways 

True  absolution  and  release; 
And  bless  us,  more  than  in  past  days, 

With  purity  and  inward  peace. 
Through  life's  long  day  and  death's  dark  night, 
O  gentle  Jesus,  be  our  light. 

4  For  all  we  love,  the  poor,  the  sad, 

The  sinful,  unto  Thee  we  call; 
O  let  Thy  mercy  make  us  glad ; 

Thou  art  our  Saviour  and  our  all. 
Through  life's  long  day  and  death's  dark  night, 
O  gentle  Jesus,  be  our  light. 

5  O  Saviour,  bless  us;  night  is  come; 

Through  night  and  darkness  near  us  be; 
Good  angels  watch  about  our  home, 

And  we  are  one  day  nearer  Thee. 
Through  life's  long  day  and  death's  dark  night, 
O  gentle  Jesus,  be  our  light.     Amen. 

Rev.  Frederick  William  Faber,  184Q. 


49  s.m. 

|UR  day  of  praise  is  done; 
The  evening  shadows  fall; 
But  pass  not  from  us  with  the  sun, 
True  Light  that  lightenest  all. 


O' 


2  Around  the  throne  on  high, 
Where  night  can  never  be, 
The  white-robed  harpers  of  the  sky 
Bring  ceaseless  hymns  to  Thee. 


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3  Too  faint  our  anthems  here; 

Too  soon  of  praise  we  tire : 
But  O,  the  strains,  how  full  and  clear, 
Of  that  eternal  choir! 

4  Yet,  Lord,  to  Thy  dear  will 

If  Thou  attune  the  heart, 

We  in  Thine  angels1  music  still 

May  bear  our  lower  part. 

5  'T  is  Thine  each  soul  to  calm, 

Each  wayward  thought  reclaim, 
And  make  our  life  a  daily  psalm 
Of  glory  to  Thy  Name. 

6  A  little  while,  and  then 

Shall  come  the  glorious  end; 
And  songs  of  angels  and  of  men 

In  perfect  praise  shall  blend.    Amen. 

Rev.  John  Ellerton,  1871. 
50  10.10.10.10. 

SAVIOUR,  again  to  Thy  dear  Name  we  raise 
With  one  accord  our  parting  hymn  of  praise; 
Guard  Thou  the  lips  from  sin,  the  hearts  from  shame, 
That  in  this  house  have  called  upon  Thy  Name. 

2  Grant  us  Thy  peace,  Lord,  through  the  coming  night; 
Turn  Thou  for  us  its  darkness  into  light; 

From  harm  and  danger  keep  Thy  children  free, 
For  dark  and  light  are  both  alike  to  Thee. 

3  Grant  us  Thy  peace  throughout  our  earthly  life ; 
Peace  to  Thy  Church  from  error  and  from  strife; 
Peace  to  tfur  land,  the  fruit  of  truth  and  love; 
Peace  in  each  heart,  Thy  Spirit  from  above : 

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4  Thy  peace  in  life,  the  balm  of  every  pain; 
Thy  peace  in  death,  the  hope  to  rise  again; 
Then,  when  Thy  voice  shall  bid  our  conflict  cease, 
Call  us,  O  Lord,  to  Thine  eternal  peace.     Amen. 

Rev.  John  EUerton,  1866. 

51  8.7.8.7.4.7. 

LORD,  dismiss  us  with  Thy  blessing; 
Fill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  peace; 
Let  us  each,  Thy  love  possessing, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  grace : 

O  refresh  us, 
Traveling  through  this  wilderness. 

2  Thanks  we  give  and  adoration 

For  Thy  Gospel's  joyful  sound: 
May  the  fruits  of  Thy  salvation 
In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound : 

May  Thy  presence 
With  us  evermore  be  found ; 

3  So  that  when  Thy  love  shall  call  us, 

Saviour,  from  the  world  away, 
Fear  of  death  shall  not  appall  us, 
Glad  Thy  summons  to  obey. 

May  we  ever 
Reign  with  Thee  in  endless  day.     Amen. 

Rev.  John  Fawcett,  1773. 

Also  the  following 

307  O  't  was  a  joyful  sound  to  hear 
352  Again  the  morn  of  gladness 


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Jfribap 

52  L.M. 

JESUS,  crucified  for  man, 
0  Lamb,  all  glorious  on  Thy  throne, 
Teach  Thou  our  wondering  souls  to  scan 
The  mystery  of  Thy  love  unknown. 


o 


2  We  pray  Thee,  grant  us  strength  to  take 

Our  daily  cross,  whate'er  it  be, 

And  gladly  for  Thine  own  dear  sake 

In  paths  of  pain  to  follow  Thee. 

3  As  on  our  daily  way  we  go, 

Through  light  or  shade,  in  calm  or  strife, 
O  may  we  bear  Thy  marks  below 
In  conquered  sin  and  chastened  life. 

4  And  week  by  week  this  day  we  ask 

That  holy  memories  of  Thy  cross 
May  sanctify  each  common  task, 
And  turn  to  gain  each  earthly  loss. 

5  Grant  us,  dear  Lord,  our  cross  to  bear 

Till  at  Thy  feet  we  lay  it  down, 
Win  through  Thy  blood  our  pardon  there, 
And  through  the  cross  attain  the  crown.   Amen. 

Bishop  W.  Walsham  How,  1871. 

Also  the  following 

154  When  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross 
160  We  sing  the  praise  of  Him  Who  died 


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II.  THE  CHRISTIAN  YEAR 
abbent 

53  L.M.  with  chorus. 

HOSANNA  to  the  living  Lord! 
Hosanna  to  the  Incarnate  Word! 
To  Christ,  Creator,  Saviour,  King, 
Let  earth,  let  heaven,  Hosanna  sing! 

Hosanna,  Lord !  Hosanna  in  the  highest ! 

2  Hosanna,  Lord!  Thine  angels  cry; 
Hosanna,  Lord!  Thy  saints  reply; 
Above,  beneath  us,  and  around, 
The  dead  and  living  swell  the  sound ; 

Hosanna,  Lord!  Hosanna  in  the  highest! 

3  O  Saviour,  with  protecting  care, 
Return  to  this  Thy  house  of  prayer: 
Assembled  in  Thy  sacred  Name, 
Where  we  Ttiy  parting  promise  claim : 

Hosanna,  Lord !  Hosanna  in  the  highest ! 

4  But,  chiefest,  in  our  cleansed  breast, 
Eternal!  bid  Thy  Spirit  rest; 

And  make  our  secret  soul  to  be 
A  temple  pure  and  worthy  Thee. 

Hosanna,  Lord!  Hosanna  in  the  highest! 

5  So  in  the  last  and  dreadful  day, 

When  earth  and  heaven  shall  melt  away, 
Thy  flock,  redeemed  from  sinful  stain, 
Shall  swell  the  sound  of  praise  again. 
Hosanna,  Lord!  Hosanna  in  the  highest!   Amen. 

Bishop  Reginald  Heber,  1827.1 
1  Published  after  his  death. 

42 


ADVENT 

54  CM. 

HARK !  the  glad  sound !  the  Saviour  comes, 
The  Saviour  promised  long: 
Let  every  heart  prepare  a  throne, 
And  every  voice  a  song. 

2  He  comes,  the  prisoners  to  release, 

In  Satan's  bondage  held  : 
The  gates  of  brass  before  Him  burst, 
The  iron  fetters  yield. 

3  He  comes,  from  thickest  films  of  vice 

To  clear  the  mental  ray, 
And  on  the  eyes  oppressed  with  night 
To  pour  celestial  day. 

4  He  comes,  the  broken  heart  to  bind, 

The  bleeding  soul  to  cure: 
And  with  the  treasures  of  His  grace 
To  enrich  the  humble  poor. 

5  Our  glad  hosannas,  Prince  of  Peace, 

Thy  welcome  shall  proclaim : 
And  heaven's  eternal  arches  ring 
With  Thy  beloved  Name.     Amen. 

Rev.  Philip  Doddridge,  1735. 


55  8.7.8.7. 

lOME,  Thou  long-expected  Jesus, 
Born  to  set  Thy  people  free; 
From  our  fears  and  sins  release  us; 
Let  us  find  our  rest  in  Thee. 


c 


2  Israel's  strength  and  consolation, 
Hope  of  all  the  earth  Thou  art; 
Dear  desire  of  every  nation, 
Joy  of  every  longing  heart. 


43 


ADVENT 


3  Born  Thy  people  to  deliver, 

Born  a  child,  and  yet  a  King, 
Born  to  reign  in  us  forever, 
Now  Thy  gracious  kingdom  bring. 

4  By  Thine  own  eternal  Spirit, 

Rule  in  all  our  hearts  alone : 
By  Thine  all-sufficient  merit, 

Raise  us  to  Thy  glorious  throne.     Amen. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley,  1744. 

56  cm. 

THY  kingdom  come!  on  bended  knee 
The  passing  ages  pray; 
And  faithful  souls  have  yearned  to  see 
On  earth  that  kingdom's  day. 

2  But  the  slow  watches  of  the  night 

Not  less  to  God  belong; 
And  for  the  everlasting  right 
The  silent  stars  are  strong. 

3  And  lo,  already  on  the  hills 

The  flags  of  dawn  appear; 
Gird  up  your  loins,  ye  prophet  souls, 
Proclaim  the  day  is  near: 

4  The  day  in  whose  clear-shining  light 

All  wrong  shall  stand  revealed, 
When  justice  shall  be  throned  in  might, 
v  And  every  hurt  be  healed ; 

5  When  knowledge,  hand  in  hand  with  peace, 

Shall  walk  the  earth  abroad ; 
The  day  of  perfect  righteousness. 
The  promised  day  of  God. 

Rev.  Frederick  L.  Hosmer,  i8qi. 
44 


ADVENT 


57  8.7.8.7.4.7. 

LO,  He  comes,  with  clouds  descending, 
Once  for  our  salvation  slain; 
Thousand  thousand  saints  attending 
Swell  the  triumph  of  His  train: 

Alleluia! 
Christ,  the  Lord,  returns  to  reign. 

2  Every  eye  shall  now  behold  Him, 
Robed  in  dreadful  majesty; 
Those  who  set  at  naught  and  sold  Him, 
Pierced,  and  nailed  Him  to  the  tree, 

Deeply  wailing, 
Shall  the  true  Messiah  see. 


3  Now  redemption,  long  expected, 

See  in  solemn  pomp  appear: 
All  His  saints,  by  men  rejected. 
Now  shall  meet  Him  in  the  air: 

Alleluia! 
See  the  day  of  God  appear. 

4  Yea,  amen;  let  all  adore  Thee, 

High  on  Thine  eternal  throne; 
Saviour,  take  the  power  and  glory; 
Claim  the  kingdoms  for  Thine  own : 

Alleluia! 
Thou  shalt  reign,  and  Thou  alone.     Amen. 

Rev.  John  Cennick,  1750,  and  Rrc.  Charles  Wesley,  1758. 


O 


58  7.6.7.6.  double. 

WORD  of  God  incarnate, 
O  Wisdom  from  on  high, 
0  Truth,  unchanged,  unchanging, 
O  Light  of  our  dark  sky; 

45 


ADVENT 

We  praise  Thee  for  the  radiance 
That  from  the  hallowed  page, 

A  lantern  to  our  footsteps, 
Shines  on  from  age  to  age. 

2  The  Church  from  her  dear  Master 

Received  the  gift  divine, 
And  still  that  light  she  lifteth 

O'er  all  the  earth  to  shine. 
It  is  the  golden  casket 

Where  gems  of  truth  are  stored, 
It  is  the  heaven-drawn  picture 

Of  Christ,  the  living  Word. 

3  It  floateth  like  a  banner 

Before  God's  host  unfurled; 
It  shineth  like  a  beacon 

Above  the  darkling  world ; 
It  is  the  chart  and  compass 

That  o'er  life's  surging  sea, 
'Mid  mists  and  rocks  and  quicksands, 

Still  guides,  O  Christ,  to  Thee. 

1  O  make  Thy  Church,  dear  Saviour, 

A  lamp  of  purest  gold, 
To  bear  before  the  nations 

Thy  true  light  as  of  old; 
O  teach  Thy  wandering  pilgrims 

By  this  their  path  to  trace, 
Till,  clouds  and  darkness  ended, 

They  see  Thee  face  to  face.     Amen. 

Bishop  W.  Walsham  How,  1867. 


46 


ADVENT 

59  6.6.6.6. 

ORD,  Thy  word  abideth, 
And  our  footsteps  guideth ; 
Who  its  truth  believeth 
Light  and  joy  receiveth. 


L 


2  When  our  foes  are  near  us, 
WThen  Thy  word  doth  cheer  us, 
Word  of  consolation, 
Message  of  salvation. 

3  Wlien  the  storms  are  o'er  us, 
And  dark  clouds  before  us, 
Then  its  light  directeth, 
And  our  way  protecteth. 

4  Who  can  tell  the  pleasure, 
Who  recount  the  treasure, 
By  Thy  word  imparted 
To  the  simple-hearted? 

5  Word  of  mercy,  giving 
Succour  to  the  living; 
Word  of  life,  supplying 
Comfort  to  the  dying! 

6  0  that  we  discerning 
Its  most  holy  learning, 

Lord,  may  love  and  fear  Thee! 
Evermore  be  near  Thee !     Amen. 

Rev.  Sir  Henry  W.  Baker,  1861. 

60  cm. 

AMP  of  our  feet,  whereby  we  trace 
Our  path  when  wont  to  stray; 
Stream  from  the  fount  of  heavenly  grace, 
Brook  by  the  traveler's  way; 

47 


L 


ADVENT 

2  Bread  of  our  souls,  whereon  we  feed, 

True  manna  from  on  high; 
Our  guide  and  chart,  wherein  we  read 
Of  realms  beyond  the  sky; 

3  Pillar  of  fire,  through  watches  dark, 

And  radiant  cloud  by  day; 
When  waves  would  'whelm  our  tossing  bark, 
Our  anchor  and  our  stay: 

4  Word  of  the  everlasting  God, 

Will  of  His  glorious  Son; 
Without  thee  how  could  earth  be  trod, 
Or  heaven  itself  be  won? 

5  Lord,  grant  us  all  aright  to  learn 

The  wisdom  it  imparts ; 
And  to  its  heavenly  teaching  turn, 
With  simple,  childlike  hearts.     Amen. 

Bernard  Barton,  1826. 


R 


61  7.6.7.6.  double. 

EJOICE,  rejoice,  believers! 
And  let  your  lights  appear; 
The  evening  is  advancing, 

And  darker  night  is  near. 
The  Bridegroom  is  arising, 

And  soon  He  will  draw  nigh ; 
Up!  pray,  and  watch,  and  wrestle! 
At  midnight  comes  the  cry. 

See  that  your  lamps  are  burning; 

Replenish  them  with  oil; 
Look  now  for  your  salvation, 

The  end  of  sin  and  toil. 

48 


ADVENT 

The  watchers  on  the  mountain 
Proclaim  the  Bridegroom  near, 

Go  meet  Him  as  He  cometh, 
With  alleluias  clear. 

3  0  wise  and  holy  virgins, 

Now  raise  your  voices  higher, 
Until  in  songs  of  triumph 

Ye  meet  the  angel-choir. 
The  marriage  feast  is  waiting, 

The  gates  wide  open  stand; 
Up,  up,  ye  heirs  of  glory ! 

The  Bridegroom  is  at  hand. 

4  Our  hope  and  expectation, 

O  Jesus,  now  appear; 
Arise,  Thou  Sun  so  longed  for, 

O'er  this  benighted  sphere! 
With  hearts  and  hands  uplifted, 

We  plead,  0  Lord,  to  see 
The  day  of  earth's  redemption, 

And  ever  be  with  Thee !     Amen. 

Laurentius  Laurenti,  1700;  Tr.  Mrs.  Sarah  B.  Findlater,  1854. 

62  8.9.8.8.9.8.6.6.4.8.8. 

WAKE,  awake,  for  night  is  flying: 
The  watchmen  on  the  heights  are  crying, 
Awake,  Jerusalem,  arise! 
Midnight's  solemn  hour  is  tolling, 
His  chariot  wheels  are  nearer  rolling, 

He  comes;  prepare,  ye  virgins  wise. 
Rise  up,  with  willing  feet 
Go  forth,  the  Bridegroom  meet: 

Alleluia ! 
Bear  through  the  night  your  well- trimmed  light, 
Speed  forth  to  join  the  marriage  rite. 

49 


ADVENT 

Sion  hears  the  watchmen  singing. 

Her  heart  with  deep  delight  is  springing, 

She  wakes,  she  rises  from  her  gloom : 
Forth  her  Bridegroom  comes,  all  glorious, 
In  grace  arrayed,  by  truth  victorious; 

Her  Star  is  risen,  her  Light  is  come! 
All  hail,  Incarnate  Lord, 
Our  crown,  and  our  reward ! 

Alleluia ! 
We  haste  along,  in  pomp  of  song, 
And  gladsome  join  the  marriage  throng. 

Lamb  of  God,  the  heavens  adore  Thee, 
And  men  and  angels  sing  before  Thee, 

With  harp  and  cymbal's  clearest  tone. 
By  the  pearly  gates  in  wonder 
We  stand,  and  swell  the  voice  of  thunder, 

That  echoes  round  Thy  dazzling  throne. 
No  vision  ever  brought, 
No  ear  hath  ever  caught, 

Such  bliss  and  joy: 
We  raise  the  song,  we  swell  the  throng, 
To  praise  Thee  ages  all  along.     Amen. 

Rev.  Philip  Nicolai,  1599;  Tr.  Catherine  Winkworlh,  1858. 


63  8.7.8.7. 

ARK!  a  thrilling  voice  is  sounding; 
" Christ  is  nigh,"  it  seems  to  say; 
"Cast  away  the  works  of  darkness, 
O  ye  children  of  the  day." 


H 


2  Wakened  by  the  solemn  warning, 
Let  the  earth-bound  soul  arise; 
Christ,  her  Sun,  all  sloth  dispelling, 
Shines  upon  the  morning  skies. 


50 


ADVENT 

3  Lo!  the  Lamb,  so  long  expected, 

Comes  with  pardon  down  from  heaven; 
Let  us  haste,  with  tears  of  sorrow, 
One  and  all  to  be  forgiven; 

4  So  when  next  He  comes  with  glory, 

Wrapping  all  the  world  in  fear, 
May  He  with  His  mercy  shield  us, 

And  with  words  of  love  drawT  near.     Amen. 

Latin,  5th  cent.;  Tr.  Rev.  Edward  Caswail,  1849. 


64  8.7.8.7.8.8.7. 

GREAT  God,  what  do  I  see  and  hear! 
The  end  of  things  created! 
The  Judge  of  mankind  doth  appear 

On  clouds  of  glory  seated ! 
The  trumpet  sounds;  the  graves  restore 
The  dead  which  they  contained  before; 
Prepare,  my  soul,  to  meet  Him ! 

2  The  dead  in  Christ  shall  first  arise 

At  the  last  trumpet's  sounding, 
Caught  up  to  meet  Him  in  the  skies, 

With  joy  their  Lord  surrounding : 
No  gloomy  fears  their  souls  dismay, 
His  presence  sheds  eternal  day 

On  those  prepared  to  meet  Him. 

3  But  sinners,  filled  with  guilty  fears, 

Behold  His  wrath  prevailing; 
For  they  shall  rise  and  find  their  tears 

And  sighs  are  unavailing; 
The  day  of  grace  is  past  and  gone; 
Trembling  they  stand  before  the  throne, 

All  unprepared  to  meet  Him. 

51 


ADVENT 

Great  God,  to  Thee  my  spirit  clings, 

Thy  boundless  love  declaring; 
One  wondrous  sight  my  comfort  brings, 

The  Judge  my  nature  wearing. 
Beneath  His  cross  I  view  the  day 
When  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away, 

And  thus  prepare  to  meet  Him.     Amen. 

Rev.  William  B.  Collyer,  1812;  alt.  Rev.  Thomas  Cotterill,  1820. 


65  8.8.8. 

|AY  of  wrath !  O  day  of  mourning ! 
See  fulfilled  the  prophets'  warning, 
Heaven  and  earth  in  ashes  burning! 


D 


2  O  what  fear  man's  bosom  rendeth, 
When  from  heaven  the  Judge  descendeth, 
On  Whose  sentence  all  dependeth! 

3  Wondrous  sound  the  trumpet  fringe th; 
Through  earth's  sepulchers  it  ringeth; 
All  before  the  throne  it  bringeth. 

4  Death  is  struck,  and  nature  quaking, 
All  creation  is  awaking, 

To  its  Judge  an  answer  making. 

5  Lo!  the  book,  exactly  worded, 
Wherein  all  hath  been  recorded: 
Thence  shall  judgment  be  awarded. 

6  When  the  Judge  His  seat  attaineth, 
And  each  hidden  deed  arraigneth, 
Nothing  unavenged  remaineth. 

7  What  shall  I,  frail  man,  be  pleading? 
Who  for  me  be  interceding, 

When  the  just  are  mercy  needing? 

52 


ADVENT 

8  King  of  Majesty  tremendous, 
Who  dost  free  salvation  send  us, 
Fount  of  pity,  then  befriend  us ! 

9  Think,  good  Jesu,  my  salvation 
Cost  Thy  wondrous  Incarnation; 
Leave  me  not  to  reprobation ! 

10  Faint  and  weary,  Thou  hast  sought  me, 
On  the  cross  of  suffering  bought  me. 
Shall  such  grace  be  vainly  brought  me? 

1 1  Righteous  Judge !  for  sin's  pollution 
Grant  Thy  gift  of  absolution, 

Ere  the  day  of  retribution. 

12  Guilty,  now  I  pour  my  moaning, 
All  my  shame  with  anguish  owning; 
Spare,  O  God,  Thy  suppliant  groaning! 

13  Thou  the  sinful  woman  savedst; 
Thou  the  dying  thief  forgavest; 
And  to  me  a  hope  vouchsafest. 

14  Worthless  are  my  prayers  and  sighing, 
Yet,  good  Lord,  in  grace  complying, 
Rescue  me  from  fires  undying! 

15  With  Thy  favoured  sheep  0  place  me; 
Nor  among  the  goats  abase  me; 

But  to  Thy  right  hand  upraise  me. 

16  While  the  wicked  are  confounded, 
Doomed  to  flames  of  woe  unbounded, 
Call  me  with  Thy  saints  surrounded. 

17  Low  I  kneel,  with  heart  submission, 
See,  like  ashes,  my  contrition; 
Help  me  in  my  last  condition. 

53 


ADVENT 

18  Ah!  that  day  of  tears  and  mourning! 
From  the  dust  of  earth  returning 
Man  for  judgment  must  prepare  him ; 

19  Spare,  O  God,  in  mercy  spare  him! 
Lord,  all  pitying,  Jesu  blest, 

Grant  them  Thine  eternal  rest.    Amen. 

Thomas  of  Celano,  13th  cent.;  Tr.  Rev.  William  J .  Irons,  it 


O 


66  8s.  six  lines. 

COME,  O  come,  Emmanuel, 
And  ransom  captive  Israel; 

That  mourns  in  lonely  exile  here, 

Until  the  Son  of  God  appear. 

Rejoice!  Rejoice!  Emmanuel 
Shall  come  to  thee,  O  Israel! 

O  come,  Thou  Rod  of  Jesse,  free 
Thine  own  from  Satan's  tyranny; 
From  depths  of  hell  Thy  people  save, 
And  give  them  victory  o'er  the  grave. 
Rejoice!  Rejoice!  Emmanuel 
Shall  come  to  thee,  O  Israel ! 

O  come,  Thou  Dayspring,  come  and  cheer 
Our  spirits  by  Thine  advent  here; 
Disperse  the  gloomy  clouds  of  night, 
And  death's  dark  shadows  put  to  flight. 
Rejoice!  Rejoice!  Emmanuel 
Shall  come  to  thee,  O  Israel! 

O  come,  Thou  Key  of  David,  come, 

And  open  wide  our  heavenly  home; 

Make  safe  the  way  that  leads  on  high, 

And  close  the  path  to  misery. 

Rejoice!  Rejoice!  Emmanuel 
Shall  come  to  thee,  O  Israel ! 

54 


ADVENT 

O  come,  0  come.  Thou  Lord  of  might ! 

Who  to  Thy  tribes  on  Sinai's  height, 

In  ancient  times  didst  give  the  law. 

In  cloud,  and  majesty,  and  awe. 
Rejoice!  Rejoice!  Emmanuel 
Shall  come  to  thee,  O  Israel.    Amen. 

Tr.  Rev.  John  Mason  Xeale,  1S52;  alt.  1861. 


67  p.m. 

THOU  art  coming,  O  my  Saviour! 
Thou  art  coming,  O  my  King! 
In  Thy  beauty  all  resplendent, 
In  Thy  glory  all  transcendent; 

Well  may  we  rejoice  and  sing; 
Coming:  in  the  opening  east 

Herald  brightness  slowly  swells; 
Coming:  0  Thou  glorious  Priest! 
Hear  we  not  Thy  golden  bells? 

2  Thou  art  coming,  Thou  art  coming; 

We  shall  meet  Thee  on  Thy  way; 
Wre  shall  see  Thee,  we  shall  know  Thee, 
We  shall  bless  Thee,  we  shall  show  Thee 

All  our  hearts  could  never  say; 
What  an  anthem  that  will  be, 

Music  rapturously  sweet, 
Pouring  out  our  love  to  Thee 

At  Thine  own  all-glorious  feet. 

3  Thou  art  coming;  at  Thy  table 

We  are  witnesses  for  this; 
Wrhile  remembering  hearts  Thou  meetest 
In  communion  clearest,  sweetest, 

Earnest  of  our  coming  bliss; 


ADVENT 

Showing  not  Thy  death  alone, 

And  Thy  love  exceeding  great, 
But  Thy  coming,  and  Thy  throne, 

All  for  which  we  long  and  wait. 

Thou  art  coming,  we  are  waiting 

With  a  hope  that  cannot  fail ; 
Asking  not  the  day  or  hour, 
Resting  on  Thy  word  of  power, 

Anchored  safe  within  the  veil. 
Time  appointed  may  be  long, 

But  the  vision  must  be  sure; 
Certainty  shall  make  us  strong, 

Joyful  patience  can  endure. 

0  the  joy  to  see  Thee  reigning, 

Thee,  our  own  beloved  Lord ! 
Every  tongue  Thy  Name  confessing, 
Worship,  honour,  glory,  blessing 

Brought  to  Thee  with  one  accord ; 
Thee,  our  Master  and  our  Friend, 

Vindicated  and  enthroned, 
Unto  earth's  remotest  end 

Glorified,  adored,  and  owned!     Amen. 

Frances  R.  Haver  gal,  1873. 


68  7.6.7.6.  double. 

THE  world  is  very  evil, 
The  times  are  waxing  late. 
Be  sober  and  keep  vigil, 

The  Judge  is  at  the  gate; 
The  Judge  Who  comes  in  mercy, 

The  Judge  Who  comes  with  might, 
To  terminate  the  evil, 
To  diadem  the  right. 

56 


ADVENT 

Arise,  arise,  good  Christian, 

Let  right  to  wrong  succeed; 
Let  penitential  sorrow 

To  heavenly  gladness  lead : 
To  the  home  of  fadeless  splendour, 

Of  flowers  that  bear  no  thorn. 
Where  they  shall  dwell  as  children. 

Who  here  as  exiles  mourn; 

'Mid  power  that  knows  no  limit. 

And  wisdom  free  from  bound, 
Where  rests  a  peace  untroubled. 

Peace  holy  and  profound, 
O  happy,  holy  portion, 

Refection  for  the  blest, 
True  vision  of  true  beaut}'. 

Sweet  cure  for  all  distrest! 

Thou  hast  no  shore,  fair  ocean! 

Thou  hast  no  time,  bright  day ! 
Dear  fountain  of  refreshment 

To  pilgrims  far  away! 
Strive,  man,  to  win  that  glory; 

Toil,  man,  to  gain  that  light; 
Send  hope  before  to  grasp  it, 

Till  hope  be  lost  in  sight. 

O  sweet  and  blessed  country, 

The  home  of  God's  elect! 
0  sweet  and  blessed  country 

That  eager  hearts  expect ! 
Jesus,  in  mercy  bring  us 

To  that  dear  land  of  rest, 
Who  art  with  God  the  Father, 

And  Spirit,  ever  blest.     Amen. 

St.  Bernard  of  Cluny.  1145;  Tr.  Rrc.  John  Mason  Xeale,  1858. 

57 


ADVENT 

69  7.6.7.6.  double. 

RIEF  life  is  here  our  portion, 


B 


Brief  sorrow,  short-lived  care; 
The  life  that  knows  no  ending, 

The  tearless  life  is  there! 
O  happy  retribution! 

Short  toil,  eternal  rest, 
For  mortals  and  for  sinners 

A  mansion  with  the  blest! 

There  grief  is  turned  to  pleasure; 

Such  pleasure  as  below 
No  human  voice  can  utter, 

No  human  heart  can  know; 
And  after  fleshly  weakness, 

And  after  this  world's  night, 
And  after  storm  and  whirlwind, 

Are  calm,  and  joy,  and  light. 

And  now  we  fight  the  battle, 

But  then  shall  wear  the  crown 
Of  full  and  everlasting 

And  passionless  renown; 
And  He  Whom  now  we  trust  in 

Shall  then  be  seen  and  known, 
And  they  that  know  and  see  Him 

Shall  have  Him  for  their  own. 

And  now  we  watch  and  struggle, 

And  now  we  live  in  hope, 
And  Sion  in  her  anguish 

With  Babylon  must  cope; 
But  there  is  David's  fountain, 

And  life  in  fullest  glow; 
And  there  the  light  is  golden, 

And  milk  and  honey  flow. 

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ADVENT 

5  The  morning  shall  awaken, 

The  shadows  flee  away, 
And  each  true-hearted  servant 

Shall  shine  as  doth  the  day; 
For  God  our  King  and  Portion, 

In  fullness  of  His  grace, 
We  then  shall  see  forever, 

And  worship  face  to  face. 

6  O  sweet  and  blessed  country, 

The  home  of  God's  elect! 
O  sweet  and  blessed  country 

That  eager  hearts  expect ! 
Jesus,  in  mercy  bring  us 

To  that  dear  land  of  rest. 
Who  art  with  God  the  Father, 

And  Spirit,  ever  blest.     Amen. 

St.  Bernard  of  Cluny,  1145;  Tr.  Rev.  John  Mason  Neale,  1858. 


70  c.b 

THE  King  shall  come  when  morning  dawns, 
And  light  triumphant  breaks; 
When  beauty  gilds  the  eastern  hills, 
And  life  to  joy  awakes. 


Not  as  of  old  a  little  child 
To  bear,  and  fight,  and  die, 

But  crowned  with  glory  like  the  sun 
That  lights  the  morning  sky. 

O  brighter  than  the  rising  morn 
When  He,  victorious,  rose, 

And  left  the  lonesome  place  of  death, 
Despite  the  rage  of  foes;  — ■ 

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CHRISTMAS 

4  0  brighter  than  that  glorious  morn 

Shall  this  fair  morning  be, 
When  Christ,  our  King,  in  beauty  comes, 
And  we  His  face  shall  see. 

5  The  King  shall  come  when  morning  dawns, 

And  earth's  dark  night  is  past; 
O  haste  the  rising  of  that  morn, 
The  day  that  aye  shall  last; 

6  And  let  the  endless  bliss  begin, 

By  weary  saints  foretold, 
When  right  shall  triumph  over  wrong, 
And  truth  shall  be  extolled. 

7  The  King  shall  come  when  morning  dawns, 

And  light  and  beauty  brings: 
Hail,  Christ  the  Lord!  Thy  people  pray, 
Come  quickly,  King  of  kings.    Amen. 

Greek;  Tr.  Rev.  John  Brownlie,  igoy, 

A  Iso  the  following 

105  Thy  kingdom  come,  O  God 

106  Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night 
282  On  Jordan's  bank  the  Baptist's  cry 
516  Hark!  the  voice  eternal 


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Christmas 

P.M. 

COME,  all  ye  faithful, 
Joyful  and  triumphant, 
O  come  ye,  O  come  ye  to  Bethlehem; 

Come  and  behold  Him 

Born  the  King  of  angels; 

O  come,  let  us  adore  Him, 

0  come,  let  us  adore  Him, 
0  come,  let  us  adore  Him,  Christ  the  Lord. 

60 


CHRISTMAS 

2  God  of  God, 
Light  of  Light, 

Lo !  He  abhors  not  the  Virgin's  womb ; 

Very  God, 

Begotten,  not  created; 
0  come,  let  us  adore  Him,  etc. 

3  Sing,  choirs  of  angels, 
Sing  in  exultation, 

Sing,  all  ye  citizens  of  heaven  above, 

Glory  to  God 

In  the  highest; 
O  come,  let  us  adore  Him,  etc. 

4  Yea,  Lord,  we  greet  Thee, 
Born  this  happy  morning; 

Jesus,  to  Thee  be  glory  given; 

Word  of  the  Father, 

Now  in  flesh  appearing; 
0  come,  let  us  adore  Him,  etc.     Amen. 

Latin;  Tr.  Rev.  Frederick  Oakeley,  1841. 

72  7s.  eight  lines,  with  refrain. 

HARK!  the  herald  angels  sing 
Glory  to  the  newborn  King! 
Peace  on  earth  and  mercy  mild, 
God  and  sinners  reconciled! 
Joyful,  all  ye  nations,  rise, 
Join  the  triumph  of  the  skies; 
With  the  angelic  host  proclaim 
Christ  is  born  in  Bethlehem! 
Hark  the  herald  angels  sing 
Glory  to  the  newborn  King! 

2  Christ,  by  highest  heaven  adored; 
Christ,  the  everlasting  Lord; 

01 


CHRISTMAS 

Late  in  time  behold  Him  come, 

Offspring  of  the  Virgin's  womb. 

Veiled  in  flesh  the  Godhead  see; 

Hail  the  Incarnate  Deity, 

Pleased  as  Man  with  man  to  dwell; 

Jesus,  our  Emmanuel! 

Hark!  the  herald  angels  sing,  etc. 

Mild  He  lays  His  glory  by, 

Born  that  man  no  more  may  die, 

Born  to  raise  the  sons  of  earth, 

Born  to  give  them  second  birth. 

Risen  with  healing  in  His  wings, 

Light  and  life  to  all  He  brings, 

Hail,  the  Sun  of  Righteousness! 

Hail,  the  heaven-born  Prince  of  Peace! 

Hark!  the  herald  angels  sing,  etc.     Amen. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley,  1739,  all. 


73  p.m. 

OF  the  leather's  love  begotten, 
Ere  the  worlds  began  to  be, 
He  the  Alpha  and  Omega, 

He  the  source,  the  ending  He, 
Of  the  things  that  are,  that  have  been, 
And  that  future  years  shall  see, 
Evermore  and  evermore! 


O  that  Birth  forever  blessed, 
When  the  Virgin,  full  of  grace, 

By  the  Holy  Ghost  conceiving, 
Bare  the  Saviour  of  our  race; 

And  the  Babe,  the  world's  Redeemer, 
First  revealed  His  sacred  face, 
Evermore  and  evermore! 


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3  O  ye  heights  of  heaven  adore  Him; 

Angel  hosts,  His  praises  sing; 
Powers,  Dominions,  bow  before  Him, 

And  extol  our  God  and  King; 
Let  no  tongue  of  man  be  silent, 

Every  voice  in  concert  ring, 
Evermore  and  evermore! 

4  Thee  let  old  men,  Thee  let  young  men, 

Thee  let  boys  in  chorus  sing; 
Matrons,  virgins,  little  maidens, 

With  glad  voices  answering: 
Let  their  guileless  song  re-echo. 

And  the  heart  its  music  bring, 
Evermore  and  evermore! 

5  Christ,  to  Thee  with  God  the  Father, 

And,  O  Holy  Ghost,  to  Thee, 
Hymn  and  chant  and  high  thanksgiving. 

And  unwearied  praises  be : 
Honour,  glory,  and  dominion, 

And  eternal  victory. 

Evermore  and  evermore!     Amen. 

A  urelius  Clemens  Prudentius,  5th  cent.;  Tr.  Rcc.  John  Mason  Neale, 
1854,  and  Rev.  Sir  Henry  If".  Baker,  185Q. 


74  11.11.12.11. 

SHOUT  the  glad  tidings,  exultingly  sing, 
Jerusalem  triumphs.  Messiah  is  King! 

1  Sion,  the  marvelous  story  be  telling, 

The  Son  of  the  Highest,  how  lowly  His  birth ! 

The  brightest  archangel  in  glory  excelling. 

He  stoops  to  redeem  thee,  He  reigns  upon  earth. 

Shout  the  glad  tidings,  exultingly  sing,  etc. 

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CHRISTMAS 

2  Tell  how  He  cometh;  from  nation  to  nation, 

The  heart-cheering  news  let  the  earth  echo  round: 
How  free  to  the  faithful  He  offers  salvation, 

His  people  with  joy  everlasting  are  crowned. 
Shout  the  glad  tidings,  exultingly  sing,  etc. 

3  Mortals,  your  homage  be  gratefully  bringing, 

And  sweet  let  the  gladsome  hosanna  arise: 
Ye  angels,  the  full  alleluia  be  singing; 

One  chorus  resound  through  the  earth  and  the  skies. 
Shout  the  glad  tidings,  exultingly  sing,  etc.     Amen. 

Rev .  William  A .  Muhlenberg,  1826. 


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75  cm. 

HILE  shepherds  watched  their  flocks 
by  night, 
All  seated  on  the  ground, 
The  angel  of  the  Lord  came  down, 
And  glory  shone  around. 

2  "Fear  not,"  said  he,  for  mighty  dread 
Had  seized  their  troubled  mind ; 

"Glad  tidings  of  great  joy  I  bring 
To  you  and  all  mankind." 

3  "To  you,  in  David's  town,  this  day 
Is  born  of  David's  line, 

The  Saviour,  Who  is  Christ  the  Lord; 
And  this  shall  be  the  sign : 

4  "The  heavenly  Babe  you  there  shall  find 
To  human  view  displayed, 

All  meanly  wrapped  in  swathing  bands, 
And  in  a  manger  laid." 

5  Thus  spake  the  seraph,  and  forthwith 
Appeared  a  shining  throng 

Of  angels  praising  God,  who  thus 
Addressed  their  joyful  song : 

04 


CHRISTMAS 

"All  glory  be  to  God  on  high 

And  to  the  earth  be  peace; 
Good-will  henceforth  from  heaven  to  men 

Begin  and  never  cease."     Amen. 

Rev.  Nahum  Tate,  1701 


76  10s.  six  lines. 

CHRISTIANS,  awake,  salute  the  happy  morn, 
Whereon  the  Saviour  of  the  world  was  born; 
Rise  to  adore  the  mystery  of  love, 
Which  hosts  of  angels  chanted  from  above; 
With  them  the  joyful  tidings  first  begun 
Of  God  incarnate  and  the  Virgin's  Son. 


2  Then  to  the  watchful  shepherds  it  was  told, 
Who  heard  the  angelic  herald's  voice:  " Behold, 
I  bring  good  tidings  of  a  Saviour's  birth 

To  you  and  all  the  nations  upon  earth : 

This  day  hath  God  fulfilled  His  promised  word, 

This  day  is  born  a  Saviour,  Christ  the  Lord." 

3  He  spake,  and  straightway  the  celestial  choir 
In  hymns  of  joy,  unknown  before,  conspire; 
The  praises  of  redeeming  love  they  sang, 
And  heaven's  whole  orb  with  alleluias  rang; 
God's  highest  glory  was  their  anthem  still, 
Peace  upon  earth,  and  unto  men  good- will. 

4  To  Bethlehem  straight  the  happy  shepherds  ran, 
To  see  the  wonder  God  had  wrought  for  man; 
And  found,  with  Joseph  and  the  blessed  maid, 
Her  Son,  the  Saviour,  in  a  manger  laid; 
Amazed,  the  wondrous  story  they  proclaim, 
The  earliest  heralds  of  the  Saviour's  name. 

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5  Let  us,  like  these  good  shepherds,  then  employ 
Our  grateful  voices  to  proclaim  the  joy; 

Trace  we  the  Babe,  Who  hath  retrieved  our  loss, 
From  His  poor  manger  to  His  bitter  cross; 
Treading  His  steps,  assisted  by  His  grace, 
Till  man's  first  heavenly  state  again  takes  place. 

6  Then  may  we  hope,  the  angelic  thrones  among, 
To  sing,  redeemed,  a  glad  triumphal  song; 
He,  that  was  born  upon  this  joyful  day, 
Around  us  all  His  glory  shall  display; 

Saved  by  His  love,  incessant  we  shall  sing 
Of  angels  and  of  angel-men  the  King. 

John  Byrom,  1750. 

77  7.7.7.7.  with  refrain. 

SING,  O  sing,  this  blessed  morn, 
Unto  us  a  Child  is  born, 
.    Unto  us  a  Son  is  given, 
God  Himself  comes  down  from  heaven; 
Sing,  O  sing,  this  blessed  morn, 
Jesus  Christ  to-day  is  born. 

2  God  of  God,  and  Light  of  Light, 
Comes  with  mercies  infinite, 
Joining  in  a  wondrous  plan 
Heaven  to  earth  and  God  to  man. 

Sing,  0  sing,  etc. 

3  God  with  us,  Emmanuel, 
Deigns  forever  now  to  dwell; 
He  on  Adam's  fallen  race 
Sheds  the  fullness  of  His  grace. 

Sing,  O  sing,  etc. 

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4  God  comes  down  that  man  may  rise, 
Lifted  by  Him  to  the  skies; 

Christ  is  Son  of  man  that  we 
Sons  of  God  in  Him  may  be. 
Sing,  0  sing,  etc. 

5  0  renew  us,  Lord,  we  pray, 
With  Thy  Spirit  day  by  day, 
That  we  ever  one  may  be 
With  the  Father  and  with  Thee. 

Sing,  O  sing,  etc.     Amen. 

Bishop  Christopher  Wordsworth,  1862. 

78  7.6.8.6.  double. 

O  LITTLE  town  of  Bethlehem! 
How  still  we  see  thee  lie; 
Above  thy  deep  and  dreamless  sleep 

The  silent  stars  go  by; 
Yet  in  thy  dark  streets  shineth 

The  everlasting  Light; 
The  hopes  and  fears  of  all  the  years 
Are  met  in  thee  to-night. 

2  For  Christ  is  born  of  Mary, 

And  gathered  all  above, 
While  mortals  sleep,  the  angels  keep 

Their  watch  of  wondering  love. 
O  morning  stars,  together 

Proclaim  the  holy  birth! 
And  praises  sing  to  God  the  King, 

And  peace  to  men  on  earth. 

3  How  silently,  how  silently, 

The  wondrous  gift  is  given ! 

So  God  imparts  to  human  hearts 

The  blessings  of  His  heaven. 

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No  ear  may  hear  His  coming, 

But  in  this  world  of  sin, 
Where  meek  souls  will  receive  Him,  still 

The  dear  Christ  enters  in. 

0  holy  Child  of  Bethlehem! 

Descend  to  us,  we  pray; 
Cast  out  our  sin  and  enter  in, 

Be  born  in  us  to-day. 
We  hear  the  Christmas  angels 

The  great  glad  tidings  tell; 
O  come  to  us,  abide  with  us, 

Our  Lord  Emmanuel!     Amen. 

Bishop  Phillips  Brooks,  1868. 


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79  D.C.M. 

T  came  upon  the  midnight  clear, 

That  glorious  song  of  old, 
From  angels  bending  near  the  earth, 

To  touch  their  harps  of  gold; 
Peace  on  the  earth,  good-will  to  men, 

From  heaven's  all-gracious  King; 
The  world  in  solemn  stillness  lay 

To  hear  the  angels  sing. 

2  Still  through  the  cloven  skies  they  come, 
With  peaceful  wings  unfurled ; 

And  still  their  heavenly  music  floats 

O'er  all  the  weary  world: 
Above  its  sad  and  lowly  plains 

They  bend  on  hovering  wing, 
And  ever  o'er  its  Babel  sounds 

The  blessed  angels  sing. 

3  O  ye,  beneath  life's  crushing  load, 
Whose  forms  are  bending  low, 

Who  toil  along  the  climbing  way 
With,  painful  steps  and  slow ! 

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CHRISTMAS 

Look  now,  for  glad  and  golden  hours 

Come  swiftly  on  the  wing: 
O  rest  beside  the  weary  road, 

And  hear  the  angels  sing. 

4  For  lo !  the  days  are  hastening  on, 

By  prophets  seen  of  old, 
When  with  the  ever-circling  years, 

Shall  come  the  time  foretold, 
When  the  new  heaven  and  earth  shall  own 

The  Prince  of  Peace  their  King, 
And  the  whole  world  send  back  the  song 

Which  now  the  angels  sing. 

Rev.  Edmund  H.  Sears,  1846. 

80  8.7.8.7.4.7. 

ANGELS,  from  the  realms  of  glory. 
Wing  your  flight  o'er  all  the  earth; 
Ye,  who  sang  creation's  story, 
Now  proclaim  Messiah's  birth: 

Come  and  worship, 
Worship  Christ,  the  newborn  King. 

2  Shepherds  in  the  field  abiding, 

Watching  o'er  your  flocks  by  night; 
God  with  man  is  now  residing, 
Yonder  shines  the  infant  Light  : 

Come  and  worship, 
Worship  Christ,  the  newborn  King. 

3  Sages,  leave  your  contemplations; 

Brighter  visions  beam  afar: 

Seek  the  great  Desire  of  nations, 

Ye  have  seen  His  natal  star: 

Come  and  worship, 
Worship  Christ,  the  newborn  King. 

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4  Saints  before  the  altar  bending,  • 

Watching  long  in  hope  and  fear, 
Suddenly  the  Lord,  descending, 
In  His  temple  shall  appear: 

Come  and  worship, 
Worship  Christ,  the  newborn  King.     Amen. 

James  Montgomery,  1816. 


81  8.7.8.7. 

"ARK !  what  mean  those  holy  voices 
Sweetly  sounding  through  the  skies? 
Lo!  the  angelic  host  rejoices, 
Heavenly  alleluias  rise. 


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2  Listen  to  the  wondrous  story, 

Which  they  chant  in  hymns  of  joy  — 
" Glory  in  the  highest,  glory! 
Glory  be  to  God  most  high ! 

3  "  Peace  on  earth,  good-will  from  heaven, 

Reaching  far  as  man  is  found ; 
Souls  redeemed  and  sins  forgiven, 
Loud  our  golden  harps  shall  sound. 

4  " Christ  is  born,  the  great  Anointed! 

Heaven  and  earth  His  praises  sing! 
O  receive  Whom  God  appointed 
For  your  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King! 

5  " Hasten,  mortals,  to  adore  Him; 

Learn  His  name  to  magnify, 
Till  in  heaven  ye  sing  before  Him, 
Glory  be  to  God  most  high!"     Amen. 

Rev.  John  Cawood,  i8iq. 
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CHRISTMAS 

82  8.6.6.8.6.6. 

LL  my  heart  this  night  rejoices, 

As  I  hear, 

Far  and  near, 
Sweetest  angel  voices. 
"Christ  is  born,"  their  choirs  are  singing, 

Till  the  air 

Everywhere 
Now  with  joy  is  ringing. 

Hark !  a  voice  from  yonder  manger, 

Soft  and  sweet, 

Doth  entreat, 
"Flee  from  woe  and  danger! 
Brethren,  come!  from  all  doth  grieve  you, 

You  are  freed; 

All  you  need 
I  will  surely  give  you." 

Come,  then,  let  us  hasten  yonder! 

Here  let  all. 

Great  and  small. 
Kneel  in  awe  and  wonder! 
Love  Him  Who  -with  love  is  yearning! 

Hail  the  star 

That  from  far 
Bright  with  hope  is  burning! 

Thee,  dear  Lord,  with  heed  I  '11  cherish, 

Live  to  Thee, 

And  with  Thee. 
Dying,  shall  not  perish; 
But  shall  dwell  with  Thee  forever, 

Far  on  high, 

In  the  joy 
That  can  alter  never.     Amen. 

Paulus  Gerhardt,  1656;  Tr.  Catherine  U'inkicorth,  1858. 
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CHRISTMAS 

83  P.M. 

THOU  didst  leave  Thy  throne  and  Thy  kingly  crown, 
When  Thou  earnest  to  earth  for  me; 
But  in  Bethlehem's  home  was  there  found  no  room 

For  Thy  holy  nativity. 
O  come  to  my  heart,  Lord  Jesus! 
There  is  room  in  my  heart  for  Thee. 

2  Heaven's  arches  rang  when  the  angels  sang, 

Proclaiming  Thy  royal  degree; 
But  in  lowly  birth  didst  Thou  come  to  earth, 

And  in  great  humility. 
0  come  to  my  heart,  Lord  Jesus! 

There  is  room  in  my  heart  for  Thee. 

3  The  foxes  found  rest,  and  the  birds  had  their  nest 

In  the  shade  of  the  forest  tree; 
But  Thy  couch  was  the  sod,  O  Thou  Son  of  God, 

In  the  desert  of  Galilee. 
0  come  to  my  heart,  Lord  Jesus! 

There  is  room  in  my  heart  for  Thee. 

4  Thou  earnest,  O  Lord,  with  the  living  word, 

That  should  set  Thy  people  free; 
But  with  mocking  scorn,  and  with  crown  of  thorn, 

They  bore  Thee  to  Calvary. 
0  come  to  my  heart,  Lord  Jesus! 

Thy  cross  is  my  only  plea. 

5  When  the  heavens  shall  ring,  and  the  angels  sing 

At  Thy  coming  to  victory, 
Let  Thy  voice  call  me  home,  saying,  "  Yet  there  is  room, 

There  is  room  at  My  side  for  Thee." 
And  my  heart  shall  rejoice,  Lord  Jesus, 

When  Thou  comest  and  callest  for  me.     Amen. 

Emily  E.  S.  Elliott,  1864. 

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CHRISTMAS 

84  P.M. 

CALM  on  the  listening  ear  of  night 
Come  heaven's  melodious  strains, 
Where  wild  Judea  stretches  far 
Her  silver-mantled  plains. 

2  Celestial  choirs  from  courts  above 

Shed  sacred  glories  there; 
And  angels,  with  their  sparkling  lyres, 
Make  music  on  the  air. 

3  The  answering  hills  of  Palestine 

Send  back  the  glad  reply; 
And  greet,  from  all  their  holy  heights, 
'  The  Day  spring  from  on  high. 

4  O'er  the  blue  depths  of  Galilee 

There  comes  a  holier  calm, 
And  Sharon  waves,  in  solemn  praise, 
Her  silent  groves  of  palm. 

5  " Glory  to  God!"  the  sounding  skies 

Loud  with  their  anthems  ring, 
"  Peace  to  the  earth,  good-will  to  men, 
From  heaven's  eternal  King!" 

6  Light  on  thy  hills,  Jerusalem! 

The  Saviour  now  is  born: 
More  bright  on  Bethlehem's  joyous  plains 
Breaks  the  first  Christmas  morn. 

Rev.  Edmund  II.  Scars,  1834. 

Also  the  following 
349  Once  in  royal  David's  city 

543  A  great  and  mighty  wonder 

544  When  Christ  was  born  of  Mary  free 

545  The  first  Noel  the  angel  did  say 

546  Like  silver  lamps 

547  Good  Christian  men,  rejoice 

548  Joy  fills  our  inmost  hearts 

549  Dost  Thou  in  a  manger  lie 

550  Silent  night,  holy  night 

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85  cm. 

THE  Son  of  God  goes  forth  to  war, 
A  kingly  crown  to  gain; 
His  blood-red  banner  streams  afar; 
Who  follows  in  His  train? 

2  Who  best  can  drink  his  cup  of  woe, 

Triumphant  over  pain; 
Who  patient  bears  his  cross  below, 
He  follows  in  His  train. 

3  The  martyr  first,  whose  eagle  eye 

Could  pierce  beyond  the  grave; 
Who  saw  his  Master  in  the  sky, 
And  called  on  Him  to  save. 

4  Like  Him,  with  pardon  on  his  tongue, 

In  midst  of  mortal  pain, 
He  prayed  for  them  that  did  the  wrong: 
Who  follows  in  his  train? 

5  A  glorious  band,  the  chosen  few, 

On  whom  the  Spirit  came: 
Twelve  valiant  saints,  their  hope  they  knew, 
And  mocked  the  cross  and  flame. 

6  They  met  the  tyrant's  brandished  steel, 

The  lion's  gory  mane; 
They  bowed  their  necks  the  death  to  feel : 
Who  follows  in  their  train? 

7  A  noble  army:  men  and  boys, 

The  matron  and  the  maid; 
Around  the  Saviour's  throne  rejoice, 
In  robes  of  light  arrayed. 

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8  They  climbed  the  steep  ascent  of  heaven 
Through  peril,  toll,  and  pain: 
O  God,  to  us  may  grace  be  given 
To  follow  in  their  train.     Amen. 

Bishop  Reginald  Heber,  1812. 
Suitable  for  any  martyr's  festival 


g>t  Jofm  tlje  Cfaangeligt 

86  L.M. 

THOU,  Who  gav'st  Thy  servant  grace 


o 


On  Thee  the  living  Rock  to  rest, 
To  look  on  Thine  unveiled  face, 
And  lean  on  Thy  protecting  breast; 

2  Grant  us,  0  King  of  mercy,  still 

To  feel  Thy  presence  from  above, 
And  in  Thy  word  and  in  Thy  will 

To  hear  Thy  voice  and  know  Thy  love; 

3  And  when  the  toils  of  life  are  done, 

And  nature  waits  Thy  just  decree, 
To  find  our  rest  beneath  Thy  throne, 
And  look  in  certain  hope  to  Thee. 

4  To  Thee,  O  Jesus,  Light  of  Light, 

Whom  as  their  King  the  saints  adore, 
Thou  strength  and  refuge  in  the  fight, 
Be  laud  and  glory  evermore.     Amen. 

Bishop  Reginald  Heber,  1827.1 

Also  the  following 

277  Blest  are  the  pure  in  heart 

287  Come,  pure  hearts,  in  sweetest  measures 

1  Published  after  his  death. 


HOLY   INNOCENTS 


l^oly  Snnocente 

87  L.M. 

LORD,  the  Holy  Innocents 
Laid  down  for  Thee  their  infant  life, 
And  martyrs  brave  and  patient  saints 
Have  stood  for  Thee  in  fire  and  strife. 


o 


2  We  wear  the  cross  they  wore  of  old, 

Our  lips  have  learned  like  vows  to  make; 
We  need  not  die;  we  cannot  fight; 
What  may  we  do  for  Jesus'  sake? 

3  O  day  by  day  each  Christian  child 

Has  much  to  do,  without,  within; 
A  death  to  die  for  Jesus'  sake, 
A  weary  war  to  wage  with  sin. 

4  When  deep  within  our  swelling  hearts, 

The  thoughts  of  pride  and  anger  rise, 
When  bitter  words  are  on  our  tongues, 
And  tears  of  passion  in  our  eyes; 

5  Then  we  may  stay  the  angry  blow, 

Then  we  may  check  the  hasty  word, 
Give  gentle  answers  back  again, 
And  fight  a  battle  for  our  Lord. 

6  With  smiles  of  peace  and  looks  of  love, 

Light  in  our  dwellings  we  may  make, 
Bid  kind  good-humour  brighten  there, 
And  do  all  still  for  Jesus'  sake. 

7  There 's  not  a  child  so  weak  and  small 

But  has  his  little  cross  to  take, 
His  little  work  of  love  and  praise, 
That  he  may  do  for  Jesus'  sake. 

Mrs.  Cecil  Frances  Alexander,  1850. 
76 


CIRCUMCISION 


Circumcision 

88  s.m. 

TIE  ancient  law  departs 
And  all  its  terrors  cease; 
For  Jesus  makes  with  faithful  hearts 
A  covenant  of  peace. 


T 


2  The  Light  of  Light  divine, 

True  Brightness  undented, 
He  bears  for  us  the  shame  of  sin, 
A  holy,  spotless  child. 

3  To-day  the  Name  is  Thine, 

At  which  we  bend  the  knee; 
They  call  Thee  Jesus,  Child  divine! 
Our  Jesus  deign  to  be. 

Abbe  Bernault,  1736;  Tr.  Compilers  of  H.  A.  6*  M. 


89  7.7.7.7. 

"ESUS !  Name  of  wondrous  love ! 
Name  all  other  names  above ! 
Unto  which  must  every  knee 
Bow  in  deep  humility. 


j 


2  Jesus!  Name  decreed  of  old 
To  the  maiden  mother  told, 
Kneeling  in  her  lowly  cell, 
By  the  angel  Gabriel. 

3  Jesus !  Name  of  priceless  worth 
To  the  fallen  sons  of  earth, 
For  the  promise  that  it  gave, 
"Jesus  shall  His  people  save." 

77 


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4  Jesus !  Name  of  mercy  mild, 
Given  to  the  holy  Child, 
When  the  cup  of  human  woe 
First  He  tasted  here  below. 

5  Jesus!  only  Name  that's  given, 
Under  all  the  mighty  heaven, 
Whereby  man,  to  sin  enslaved, 
Bursts  his  fetters  and  is  saved. 

6  Jesus !  Name  of  wondrous  love ! 
Human  Name  of  God  above; 
Pleading  only  this  we  flee, 
Helpless,  O  our  God,  to  Thee.     Amen. 

Bishop  W.  Walsham  How,  1854. 


T 


90  8.7.8.7.8.7. 

kO  the  Name  of  our  salvation, 
Laud  and  honour  let  us  pay, 
Which  for  many  a  generation 

Hid  in  God's  foreknowledge  lay; 
But  with  holy  exultation 
We  may  sing  aloud  to-day. 

Jesus  is  the  Name  we  treasure; 

Name  beyond  what  words  can  tell; 
Name  of  gladness,  Name  of  pleasure, 

Ear  and  heart  delighting  well; 
Name  of  sweetness,  passing  measure, 

Saving  us  from  sin  and  hell. 

'T  is  the  Name  for  adoration, 

Name  for  songs  of  victory, 
Name  for  holy  meditation 

In  this  vale  of  misery, 
Name  for  joyful  veneration 

By  the  citizens  on  high. 

78 


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'T  is  the  Name  that  whoso  preacheth 

Speaks  like  music  to  the  ear; 
Who  in  prayer  this  Name  beseecheth 

Sweetest  comfort  nndeth  near; 
Who  its  perfect  wisdom  reacheth, 

Heavenly  joy  possesseth  here. 

Therefore  we  in  love  adoring, 

This  most  blessed  Name  revere; 
Holy  Jesus,  Thee  imploring 

So  to  write  it  in  us  here 
That  hereafter,  heavenward  soaring, 

We  may  sing  with  angels  there.     Amen. 

Tr.  Rev.  John  Mason  Neale,  1851,  alt.  186 1. 


91  7.7.7.7. 

'ONQUERING  kings  their  titles  take 
From  the  foes  they  captive  make; 
Jesus,  by  a  nobler  deed, 
From  the  thousands  He  hath  freed. 


c 


2  Yes :  none  other  Name  is  given 
Unto  mortals  under  heaven, 
Which  can  make  the  dead  arise, 
And  exalt  them  to  the  skies. 

3  We  would  gladly  for  that  Name 
Bear  the  cross,  endure  the  shame; 
Joyfully  for  Him  to  die 

Is  not  death,  but  victory. 

4  Jesus,  Who  dost  condescend 

To  be  called  the  sinner's  Friend, 
Hear  us,  as  to  Thee  we  pray,  • 
Glorying  in  Thy  Name  to-day.     Amen. 

Paris  Breviary,  1736;  Tr.  Rev.  John  Chandler,  1837,  alt.  185Q. 

Also  the  following 
108  How  beauteous  were  the  marks  divine 
395  Thy  way,  not  mine,  0  Lord 

79 


EPIPHANY 


Cptpfjanp 

92  6.5.6.5.  double,  with  refrain. 

FROM  the  eastern  mountains, 
Pressing  on  they  come, 
Wise  men  in  their  wisdom 

To  His  humble  home; 
Stirred  by  deep  devotion, 

Hasting  from  afar, 
Ever  journeying  onward, 
Guided  by  a  star. 
Light  of  Light  that  shineth 

Ere  the  worlds  began, 
Draw  Thou  near  and  lighten 
Every  heart  of  man. 

2  There  their  Lord  and  Saviour 

Meek  and  lowly  lay, 
Wondrous  Light  that  led  them 

Onward  on  their  way, 
Ever  now  to  lighten 

Nations  from  afar, 
As  they  journey  homeward 

By  that  guiding  star. 
Light  of  Light,  etc. 

3  Thou  Who  in  a  manger 

Once  hast  lowly  lain, 
Who  dost  now  in  glory 

O'er  all  kingdoms  reign, 
Gather  in  the  heathen, 

Who  in  lands  afar 
Ne'er  have  seen  the  brightness 

Of  Thy  guiding  star. 
Light  of  Light,  etc. 

80 


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4  Gather  in  the  outcasts, 

All  who  Ye  gone  astray, 
Throw  Thy  radiance  o'er  them, 

Guide  them  on  their  way, 
Those  who  never  knew  Thee, 

Those  who  've  wandered  far, 
Lead  them  by  the  brightness 

Of  Thy  guiding  star. 
Light  of  Light,  etc. 

5  Onward  through  the  darkness 

Of  the  lonely  night, 
Shining  still  before  them 

With  Thy  kindly  light, 
Guide  them,  Jew  and  Gentile, 

Homeward  from  afar, 
Young  and  old  together, 

By  Thy  guiding  star. 
Light  of  Light,  etc. 

6  Until  every  nation, 

Whether  bond  or  free, 
'Neath  Thy  starlit  banner, 

Jesus,  follows  Thee 
O'er  the  distant  mountains 

To  that  heavenly  home, 
Where  no  sin  nor  sorrow 

Evermore  shall  come. 

Light  of  Light,  etc.     Amen. 

Rev.  Godfrey  Thring,  1873. 


E 


93  8.7.8.7. 

ARTH  has  many  a  noble  city; 
Bethlehem,  thou  dost  all  excel: 
Out  of  thee  the  Lord  from  heaven 
Came  to  rule  His  Israel. 

81 


EPIPHANY 

2  Fairer  than  the  sun  at  morning 

Was  the  star  that  told  His  birth, 
To  the  world  its  God  announcing 
Seen  in  fleshly  form  on  earth. 

3  Eastern  sages  at  His  cradle 

Make  oblations  rich  and  rare; 
See  them  give,  in  deep  devotion, 
Gold,  and  frankincense,  and  myrrh. 

4  Sacred  gifts  of  mystic  meaning: 

Incense  doth  their  God  disclose, 

Gold  the  King  of  kings  proclaimeth, 

Myrrh  his  sepulcher  foreshows. 

5  Jesus,  Whom  the  Gentiles  worshiped 

At  Thy  glad  Epiphany, 
Unto  Thee,  with  God  the  Father 
And  the  Spirit,  glory  be.     Amen. 

Aurelius  Clemens  Prudentius,  5th  cent.;  Tr.  Rev.  Edward  Caswall,  184Q,  alt.  1861. 


A 


94  7s.  six  lines. 

S  with  gladness  men  of  old 
Did  the  guiding  star  behold; 
As  with  joy  they  hailed  its  light, 
Leading  onward,  beaming  bright; 
So,  most  gracious  Lord,  may  we 
Evermore  be  led  to  Thee. 

2  As  with  joyful  steps  they  sped 
To  that  lowly  manger-bed; 
There  to  bend  the  knee  before 
Him  Whom  heaven  and  earth  adore; 
So  may  we  with  willing  feet 
Ever  seek  the  mercy-seat. 

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EPIPHANY 

As  they  offered  gifts  most  rare 
At  that  manger  rude  and  bare; 
So  may  we  with  holy  joy, 
Pure  and  free  from  sin's  alloy, 
All  our  costliest  treasures  bring, 
Christ!  to  Thee,  our  heavenly  King. 


Holy  Jesus!  every  day 
Keep  us  in  the  narrow  way; 
And,  when  earthly  things  are  past, 
Bring  our  ransomed  souls  at  last 
Where  they  need  no  star  to  guide, 
Where  no  clouds  Thy  glory  hide. 


In  the  heavenly  country  bright, 
Need  they  no  created  light; 
Thou  its  Light,  its  Joy,  its  Crown, 
Thou  its  Sun  which  goes  not  down, 
There  forever  may  we  sing 
Alleluias  to  our  King.     Amen. 

William  C.  Dix,  1861. 


95  11.10.11.10. 

BRIGHTEST  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morning, 
Dawn  on  our  darkness,  and  lend  us  Thine  aid; 
Star  of  the  east,  the  horizon  adorning, 
Guide  where  our  infant  Redeemer  is  laid. 


2  Cold  on  His  cradle  the  dewdrops  are  shining, 
Low  lies  His  head  with  the  beasts  of  the  stall: 
Angels  adore  Him  in  slumber  reclining, 
Maker  and  Monarch  and  Saviour  of  all. 

83 


EPIPHANY 

3  Shall  we  not  yield  Him,  in  costly  devotion, 

Odours  of  Edom,  and  offerings  divine, 
Gems  of  the  mountain,  and  pearls  of  the  ocean, 
Myrrh  from  the  forest,  and  gold  from  the  mine? 

4  Vainly  we  offer  each  ample  oblation, 

Vainly  with  gifts  would  His  favour  secure; 
Richer  by  far  is  the  heart's  adoration, 

Dearer  to  God  are  the  prayers  of  the  poor. 

5  Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morning, 

Dawn  on  our  darkness,  and  lend  us  Thine  aid; 
Star  of  the  east,  the  horizon  adorning, 
Guide  where  our  infant  Redeemer  is  laid. 

Bishop  Reginald  Heber,  i8u. 


96  7s.  eight  lines. 

SONGS  of  thankfulness  and  praise, 
Jesus,  Lord,  to  Thee  we  raise, 
Manifested  by  the  star 
To  the  sages  from  afar; 
Branch  of  royal  David's  stem 
In  Thy  birth  at  Bethlehem; 
Anthems  be  to  Thee  addressed, 
God  in  Man  made  manifest. 


Manifest  at  Jordan's  stream, 
Prophet,  Priest,  and  King  supreme; 
And  at  Cana,  wedding-guest, 
In  Thy  Godhead  manifest; 
Manifest  in  power  divine, 
Changing  water  into  wine; 
Anthems  be  to  Thee  addressed, 
God  in  Man  made  manifest. 


81 


EPIPHANY 

3  Manifest  in  making  whole 
Palsied  limbs  and  fainting  soul; 
Manifest  in  valiant  light, 
Quelling  all  the  devil's  might; 
Manifest  in  gracious  will, 
Ever  bringing  good  from  ill; 
Anthems  be  to  Thee  addressed, 
God  in  Man  made  manifest. 


Sun  and  moon  shall  darkened  be, 
Stars  shall  fall,  the  heavens  shall  flee; 
Christ  will  then  like  lightning  shine, 
All  will  see  His  glorious  sign: 
All  will  then  the  trumpet  hear; 
All  will  see  the  Judge  appear; 
Thou  by  all  wilt  be  confessed, 
God  in  Man  made  manifest. 


Grant  us  grace  to  see  Thee,  Lord, 

Present  in  Thy  holy  word; 

May  we  imitate  Thee  now, 

And  be  pure,  as  pure  art  Thou; 

That  we  like  to  Thee  may  be 

At  Thy  great  Epiphany; 

And  may  praise  Thee,  ever  blest. 

God  in  Man  made  manifest.     Amen. 

Bishop  Christopher  Wordsworth,  1862 


O 


97  7.6.7.6.  dou> 

ONE  with  God  the  Father 
In  majesty  and  might. 
The  brightness  of  His  glory, 
Eternal  Light  of  Light ; 

85 


EPIPHANY 

O'er  this  our  home  of  darkness 
Thy  rays  are  streaming  now; 

The  shadows  flee  before  Thee, 
The  world's  true  Light  art  Thou. 


2  Yet,  Lord,  we  see  but  darkly: 

O  heavenly  Light,  arise ! 
Dispel  these  mists  that  shroud  us, 

And  hide  Thee  from  our  eyes! 
We  long  to  track  the  footprints 

That  Thou  Thyself  hast  trod; 
We  long  to  see  the  pathway 

That  leads  to  Thee,  our  God. 


!  O  Jesus,  shine  around  us 

With  radiance  of  Thy  grace; 
O  Jesus,  turn  upon  us 

The  brightness  of  Thy  face. 
We  need  no  star  to  guide  us, 

As  on  our  way  we  press, 
If  Thou  Thy  light  vouchsafest, 

O  Son  of  Righteousness.     Amen. 

Bishop  W.  Walsham  How,  1871. 

Also  the  following 

551  We  three  kings  of  Orient  are 

552  Saw  you  never,  in  the  twilight 


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H' 


gmnbaps  after  Cptpfjanp 

98  p.m. 

"OW  bright  appears  the  morning  star, 
With  mercy  beaming  from  afar; 
The  host  of  heaven  rejoices; 
0  Righteous  Branch,  O  Jesse's  Rod! 
Thou  Son  of  man  and  Son  of.  God! 
We,  too,  will  lift  our  voices: 
Jesus,  Jesus! 
Holy,  holy,  yet  most  lowly, 

Draw  Thou  near  us; 
Great  Emmanuel,  come  and  hear  us. 

Though  circled  by  the  hosts  on  high, 
He  deigned  to  cast  a  pitying  eye 

Upon  His  helpless  creature; 
The  whole  creation's  Head  and  Lord, 
By  highest  seraphim  adored, 
Assumed  our  very  nature; 
Jesus,  grant  us, 
Through  Thy  merit,  to  inherit 

Thy  salvation; 
Hear,  0  hear  our  supplication. 

Rejoice,  ye  heavens;  thou  earth,  reply; 
With  praise,  ye  sinners,  fill  the  sky, 

For  this  His  incarnation. 
Incarnate  God,  put  forth  Thy  power, 
Ride  on,  ride  on,  great  Conqueror, 
Till  all  know  Thy  salvation. 
Amen,  Amen! 
Hallelujah!  Hallelujah! 

Praise  be  given 
Evermore,  by  earth  and  heaven.    Amen. 

Rev.  Philip  Nicolai,  is  97;  Tr.  Rev.  William  Mercer,  recast  185Q. 
87 


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H 


99  7.6.7.6.  double. 

AIL  to  the  Lord's  Anointed, 
Great  David's  greater  Son! 
Hail,  in  the  time  appointed, 
His  reign  on  earth  begun! 
He  comes  to  break  oppression, 

To  set  the  captive  free; 
To  take  away  transgression, 
And  rule  in  equity. 

He  comes  with  succour  speedy 

To  those  who  suffer  wrong, 
To  help  the  poor  and  needy, 

And  bid  the  weak  be  strong; 
To  give  them  songs  for  sighing, 

Their  darkness  turn  to  light, 
Whose  souls,  condemned  and  dying, 

Were  precious  in  His  sight. 

He  shall  come  down  like  showers 

Upon  the  fruitful  earth, 
And  love,  joy,  hope,  like  flowers, 

Spring  in  His  path  to  birth : 
Before  Him  on  the  mountains 

Shall  peace,  the  herald,  go; 
And  righteousness  in  fountains 

From  hill  to  valley  flow. 

Kings  shall  bow  down  before  Him, 
And  gold  and  incense  bring; 

All  nations  shall  adore  Him, 

,  His  praise  all  people  sing; 

To  Him  shall  prayer  unceasing 
And  daily  vows  ascend; 

His  kingdom  still  increasing, 
A  kingdom  without  end. 

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O'er  every  foe  victorious. 

He  on  His  throne  shall  rest; 
From  age  to  age  more  glorious, 

All-blessing  and  all-blest: 
The  tide  of  time  shall  never 

His  covenant  remove; 
His  Name  shall  stand  forever, 

His  changeless  Name  of  Love. 

James  Montgomery,  1816. 


100  8.7.8.7 


LIGHT  of  those  whose  dreary  dwelling, 
Borders  on  the  shades  of  death, 
Jesus,  now  Thyself  revealing, 
Scatter  every  cloud  beneath. 


2  Still  we  wait  for  Thine  appearing; 
Life  and  joy  Thy  beams  impart, 
Chasing  all  our  doubts,  and  cheering 
Every  meek  and  contrite  heart. 


3  Show  Thy  power  in  every  nation, 
O  Thou  Prince  of  Peace* and  Love! 
Give  the  knowledge  of  salvation, 
Fix  our  hearts  on  things  above. 


4  By  Thine  all-sufficient  merit, 
Every  burdened  soul  release; 
By  the  presence  of  Thy  Spirit, 

Guide  us  into  perfect  peace.     Amen. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley,  1744. 
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101  CM 

"OY  to  the  world !  the  Lord  is  come : 
Let  earth  receive  her  King; 
Let  every  heart  prepare  Him  room, 
And  heaven  and  nature  sing. 


j' 


2  Joy  to  the  world!  the  Saviour  reigns: 

Let  men  their  songs  employ; 
While  fields  and  floods,  rocks,  hills  and  plains, 
Repeat  the  sounding  joy. 

3  No  more  let  sins  and  sorrows  grow, 

Nor  thorns  infest  the  ground; 
He  comes  to  make  His  blessings  flow 
Far  as  the  curse  is  found. 


He  rules  the  world  with  truth  and  grace, 

And  makes  the  nations  prove 
The  glories  of  His  righteousness, 

And  wonders  of  His  love. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts,  1719. 


102  cm. 

VERY  God  of  very  God, 
And  very  Light  of  Light, 
Whose  feet  this  earth's  dark  valley  trod, 
That  so  it  might  be  bright; 


o 


2  Our  hopes  are  weak,  our  fears  are  strong, 
Thick  darkness  blinds  our  eyes; 
Cold  is  the  night;  Thy  people  long 
That  Thou,  their  Sun,  wouldst  rise. 


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3  And  even  now,  though  dull  and  gray, 
The  east  is  brightening  fast, 
And  kindling  to  the  perfect  day, 
That  never  shall  be  past. 


4  0  guide  us  till  our  path  is  done, 
And  we  have  reached  the  shore 
Where  Thou,  our  everlasting  Sun, 
Art  shining  evermore! 


We  wait  in  faith,  and  turn  our  face 

To  where  the  daylight  springs, 
Till  Thou  shalt  come  our  gloom  to  chase, 

With  healing  in  Thy  wings.     Amen. 

Rev.  John  Mason  Neale,  1846. 


H 


1 03  7s.  eight  lines. 

ARK!  the  song  of  jubilee, 
Loud  as  mighty  thunders  roar, 
Or  the  fullness  of  the  sea, 

When  it  breaks  upon  the  shore: 
"Hallelujah!  for  the  Lord 

God  Omnipotent  shall  reign; 
Hallelujah!"  let  the  word 

Echo  round  the  earth  and  main. 


Hallelujah!  hark!  the  sound, 
From  the  depths  unto  the  skies, 

Wakes  above,  beneath,  around 
All  creation's  harmonies; 


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SUNDAYS   AFTER   EPIPHANY 


See  Jehovah's  banner  furled, 

Sheathed  His  sword;  He  speaks;  't  is  done; 
And  the  kingdoms  of  this  world 

Are  the  kingdoms  of  His  Son. 

3  He  shall  reign  from  pole  to  pole 

With  illimitable  sway; 
He  shall  reign  when,  like  a  scroll, 

Yonder  heavens  have  passed  away. 
Then  the  end;  beneath  His  rod 

Man's  last  enemy  shall  fall: 
Hallelujah!  Christ  in  God, 

God  in  Christ  is  All  in  All.     Amen. 

James  Montgomery,  1S18. 

104  6.6.4.6.6.6.4. 

THOU,  Whose  almighty  word 
Chaos  and  darkness  heard, 
And  took  their  flight ; 
Hear  us,  we  humbly  pray. 
And,  where  the  Gospel  day 
Sheds  not  its  glorious  ray 
Let  there  be  light! 

2  Thou  Who  didst  come  to  bring 
On  Thy  redeeming  wing 

Healing  and  sight, 
Health  to  the  sick  in  mind, 
Sight  to  the  inly  blind, 
O  now,  to  all  mankind, 

Let  there  be  light! 

3  Spirit  of  truth  and  love, 
Life-giving,  holy  Dove, 

Speed  forth  Thy  flight! 

92 


SUNDAYS    AFTER   EPIPHANY 


Move  on  the  waters'  face 
Bearing  the  lamp  of  grace, 
And,  in  earth's  darkest  place, 
Let  there  be  light ! 

4  Holy  and  blessed  Three, 
Glorious  Trinity, 

Wisdom,  Love,  Might; 
Boundless  as  ocean's  tide, 
Rolling  in  fullest  pride, 
Through  the  world,  far  and  wide, 

Let  there  be  light!     Amen. 

Rev.  John  Marriott,  1813. 


105  6.6.6.6. 

THY  kingdom  come,  O  God! 
Thy  rule,  O  Christ,  begin! 
Break  with  Thine  iron  rod 
The  tyrannies  of  sin ! 

2  Where  is  Thy  reign  of  peace, 

And  purity,  and  love? 
When  shall  all  hatred  cease, 
As  in  the  realms  above? 

3  When  comes  the  promised  time 

That  war  shall  be  no  more, 
Oppression,  lust,  and  crime 
Shall  flee  Thy  face  before? 

4  We  pray  Thee,  Lord,  arise, 

And  come  in  Thy  great  might; 
Revive  our  longing  eyes, 

Which  languish  for  Thy  sight. 

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SUNDAYS   AFTER   EPIPHANY 


O'er  heathen  lands  afar 
Thick  darkness  broodeth  yet; 

Arise,  O  morning  Star, 

Arise,  and  never  set.     Amen. 

Rev.  Lewis  Hensley,  1867. 


106  7s.  eight  lines. 

WATCHMAN,  tell  us  of  the  night, 
What  its  signs  of  promise  are. 
Traveler,  o'er  yon  mountain's  height, 

See  that  glory-beaming  star. 
Watchman,  does  its  beauteous  ray 

Aught  of  joy  or  hope  foretell? 
Traveler,  yes;  it  brings  the  day, 
Promised  day  of  Israel. 


Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night; 

Higher  yet  that  star  ascends. 
Traveler,  blessedness  and  light, 

Peace  and  truth  its  course  portends. 
Watchman,  will  its  beams  alone 

Gild  the  spot  that  gave  them  birth? 
Traveler,  ages  are  its  own; 

See,  it  bursts  o'er  all  the  earth. 

Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night, 

For  the  morning  seems  to  dawn. 
Traveler,  darkness  takes  its  flight, 

Doubt  and  terror  are  withdrawn. 
Watchman,  let  Thy  wanderings  cease; 

Hie  thee  to  thy  quiet  home. 
Traveler,  lo!  the  Prince  of  Peace, 

Lo!  the  Son  of  God  is  come! 

Sir  John  Bowring,  1825. 
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SUNDAYS   AFTER   EPIPHANY 


107  8.6.8.6.8.3. 

O  NORTH,  with  all  thy  vales  of  green, 
O  south,  with  all  thy  palms ! 
From  peopled  towns  and  vales  between, 

Uplift  the  voice  of  psalms; 
Raise,  ancient  east,  the  anthem  high, 
And  let  the  youthful  west  reply. 

2  Lo,  in  the  clouds  of  heaven  appears 

God's  well-beloved  Son; 
He  brings  a  train  of  brighter  years; 

His  kingdom  is  begun. 
He  comes,  a  guilty  world  to  bless 
With  mercy,  truth,  and  righteousness. 

3  0  Father,  haste  the  promised  hour, 

When  at  His  feet  shall  lie 
All  rule,  authority,  and  power, 

Beneath  the  ample  sky; 
When  He  shall  reign  from  pole  to  pole, 
The  Lord  of  every  human  soul: 

4  When  all  shall  heed  the  words  He  said 

Amid  their  daily  cares, 
And  by  the  loving  life  He  led 

Shall  seek  to  pattern  theirs; 
And  He  Who  conquered  death  shall  win 
The  mightier  conquest  over  sin. 

William  Cnllen  Bryant,  i86g. 


H' 


108  L.M. 

OW  beauteous  were  the  marks  divine 
That  in  Thy  meekness  used  to  shine; 
That  lit  Thy  lonely  pathway,  trod 
In  wondrous  love,  O  Son  of  God! 

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SUNDAYS    AFTER    EPIPHANY 


2  O  who  like  Thee,  so  calm,  so  bright, 
Thou  Son  of  man,  Thou  Light  of  Light ; 
O  who  like  Thee  did  ever  go 

So  patient  through  a  world  of  woe? 

3  O  who  like  Thee  so  humbly  bore 
The  scorn,  the  scoffs  of  men  before? 
So  meek,  forgiving,  Godlike,  high, 
So  glorious  in  humility! 

4  And  all  Thy  life's  unchanging  years, 
A  man  of  sorrows  and  of  tears, 

The  cross,  where  all  our  sins  were  laid, 
Upon  Thy  bending  shoulders  weighed. 

5  And  death,  that  sets  the  prisoner  free, 
Was  pang  and  scoff  and  scorn  to  Thee; 
Yet  love  through  all  Thy  torture  glowed, 
And  mercy  with  Thy  life-blood  flowed. 

6  O  in  Thy  light  be  mine  to  go, 
Illuming  all  this  way  of  woe; 
And  give  me  ever  on  the  road 

To  trace  Thy  footsteps,  Son  of  God!     Amen. 

Bishop  Arthur  Cleveland  Coxe,  1840,  cento. 


109  s.m. 

'OT  by  Thy  mighty  hand, 
Thy  wondrous  works  alone, 
But  by  the  marvels  of  Thy  Word, 
Thy  glory,  Lord,  is  known. 


N' 


Forth  from  the  eternal  gates, 
Thine  everlasting  home, 

To  sow  the  seed  of  truth  below, 
Thou  didst  vouchsafe  to  come. 


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SUNDAYS   AFTER    EPIPHANY 


3  And  still  from  age  to  age, 

Thou,  gracious  Lord,  hast  been 
The  Bearer  forth  of  goodly  seed, 
The  Sower  still  unseen. 

4  And  Thou  wilt  come  again, 

And  heaven  beneath  Thee  bow, 
To  reap  the  harvest  Thou  hast  sown, 
Sower  and  Reaper  Thou. 

5  Watch,  Lord,  Thy  harvest  field, 

With  Thine  unsleeping  eye, 
The  children  of  the  Kingdom  keep 
To  Thy  Epiphany; 

6  That  when,  in  Thy  great  day, 

The  tares  shall  severed  be, 
WTe  may  be  surely  gathered  in 

With  all  Thy  saints  to  Thee.     Amen. 

Bishop  James  R.  Woodford,  1863. 


110  8.7.8.7.8.7. 

ALLELUIA,  song  of  gladness, 
Voice  of  joy  that  cannot  die; 
Alleluia  is  the  anthem 

Ever  dear  to  choirs  on  high; 
In  the  house  of  God  abiding 
Thus  they  sing  eternally. 

2  Alleluia  thou  resoundest, 
True  Jerusalem  and  free ; 
Alleluia,  joyful  mother, 

All  thy  children  sing  with  thee; 
But  by  Babylon's  sad  waters 
Mourning  exiles  now  are  we. 

97 


SEPTUAGESIMA 


3  Alleluia  cannot  always 

Be  our  song  while  here  below; 
Alleluia  our  transgressions 

Make  us  for  a  while  forego: 
For  the  solemn  time  is  coming 

When  our  tears  for  sin  must  flow. 

4  Therefore  in  our  hymns  we  pray  Thee, 

Grant  us,  blessed  Trinity, 
At  the  last  to  keep  Thine  Easter 

In  our  home  beyond  the  sky; 
There  to  Thee  forever  singing 

Alleluia  joyfully.     Amen. 

Tr.  Rev.  John  Mason  Neale,  1851. 

Also  the  following 

242  Eternal  Light!  Eternal  Light 
312  God  of  mercy,  God  of  grace 
466  Rise,  crowned  with  light 

471  O  where  are  kings  and  empires  now 

472  Triumphant  Sion,  lift  thy  head 
475  The  morning  light  is  breaking 

477  Hasten  the  time  appointed 

478  Saviour,  sprinkle  many  nations 

479  Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 

480  Arm  of  the  Lord 
482  Fling  out  the  banner 

See  also  Sundays  after  Trinity,  Church  Militant,  Missions, 
Brotherhood  and  Service 

g>eptuage£tma 

111  CM. 

AWAKE,  my  soul,  stretch  every  nerve, 
And  press  with  vigour  on; 
A  heavenly  race  demands  thy  zeal, 
And  an  immortal  crown. 

98 


SEPTUAGESIMA 


2  A  cloud  of  witnesses  around 

Hold  thee  in  full  survey; 
Forget  the  steps  already  trod, 
And  onward  urge  thy  way. 

3  'T  is  God's  all-animating  voice 

That  calls  thee  from  on  high; 
'T  is  His  own  hand  presents  the  prize 
To  thine  uplifted  eye. 

4  Then  wake,  my  soul,  stretch  every  nerve, 

And  press  with  vigour  on; 
A  heavenly  race  demands  thy  zeal, 
And  an  immortal  crown. 

Rev.  Philip  Doddridge,  1755. 


B 


112  5.5.5.5.6.5.6.5. 

•REAST  the  wave,  Christian, 
When  it  is  strongest; 
Watch  for  day,  Christian, 

When  the  night's  longest; 
Onward  and  onward  still 

Be  thine  endeavour; 
The  rest  that  remaineth 
Will  be  forever. 

Fight  the  fight,  Christian, 

Jesus  is  o'er  thee; 
Run  the  race,  Christian, 

Heaven  is  before  thee; 
He  Who  hath  promised 

Faltereth  never; 
He  Who  hath  loved  so  well, 

Loveth  forever. 

99 


SEPTUAGESIMA 


3  Lift  thine  eye,  Christian, 

Just  as  it  closeth; 
Raise  thy  heart,  Christian, 

Ere  it  repose th; 
Thee  from  the  love  of  Christ 

Nothing  shall  sever; 
And,  when  thy  work  is  done, 

Praise  Him  forever.     Amen. 

Joseph  Stammers,  1830. 

113  L.M. 

FIGHT  the  good  fight  with  all  thy  might, 
Christ  is  thy  strength,  and  Christ  thy  right; 
Lay  hold  on  life,  and  it  shall  be 
Thy  joy  and  crown  eternally. 

2  Run  the  straight  race  through  God's  good  grace, 
Lift  up  thine  eyes,  and  seek  His  face; 

Life  with  its  way  before  us  lies, 

Christ  is  the  path,  and  Christ  the  prize. 

3  Cast  care  aside,  lean  on  thy  Guide; 
His  boundless  mercy  will  provide; 
Trust,  and  thy  trusting  soul  shall  prove 
Christ  is  its  life,  and  Christ  its  love. 

4  Faint  not  nor  fear,  His  arms  are  near; 
He  change  th  not,  and  thou  art  dear; 
Only  believe,  and  thou  shalt  see 
That  Christ  is  all  in  all  to  thee. 

Rev.  John  S.  B.  Monsell,  1863. 

114  7.6.7.6.7.7.7.6. 

RISE,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings, 
>  Thy  better  portion  trace; 
Rise  from  transitory  things, 
Toward  heaven,  thy  destined  place. 

100 


SEPTUAGESIMA 


Sun  and  moon  and  stars  decay, 
Time  shall  soon  this  earth  remove ; 

Rise,  my  soul,  and  haste  away 
To  seats  prepared  above. 

Cease,  my  soul,  O  cease  to  mourn! 

Press  onward  to  the  prize; 
Soon  thy  Saviour  will  return, 

To  take  thee  to  the  skies. 
There  is  everlasting  peace, 

Rest,  enduring  rest,  in  heaven; 
There  will  sorrow  ever  cease, 

And  crowns  of  joy  be  given. 

Rev.  Robert  Seagrave,  1742. 


A 


CM. 

Mia  soldier  of  the  cross, 

A  follower  of  the  Lamb? 

And  shall  I  fear  to  own  His  cause. 

Or  blush  to  speak  His  Name? 

2  Must  I  be  carried  to  the  skies 
On  flowery  beds  of  ease, 

While  others  fought  to  win  the  prize. 
And  sailed  through  bloody  seas? 

3  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face? 
Must  I  not  stem  the  flood? 

Is  this  vile  world  a  friend  to  grace, 
To  help  me  on  to  God? 

4  Sure  I  must  fight  if  I  would  reign; 
Increase  my  courage,  Lord; 

I  '11  bear  the  cross,  endure  the  pain, 
Supported  by  Thy  word. 

5  Thy  saints,  in  all  this  glorious  war, 
Shall  conquer,  though  they  die; 

They  view  the  triumph  from  afar, 
And  seize  it  with  their  eye. 

101 


SEPTUAGESIMA 


When  that  illustrious  day  shall  rise, 

And  all  Thy  armies  shine 
In  robes  of  victory  through  the  skies, 

The  glory  shall  be  Thine.     Amen. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts,  1724. 


116  7.7.7.7. 

|FT  in  danger,  oft  in  woe, 
Onward,  Christians,  onward  go; 
Fight  the  fight,  maintain  the  strife, 
Strengthened  with  the  Bread  of  Life. 


O1 


2  Let  your  drooping  hearts  be  glad; 
March  in  heavenly  armour  clad; 
Fight,  nor  think  the  battle  long, 
Soon  shall  victory  tune  your  song. 

3  Let  not  sorrow  dim  your  eye, 
Soon  shall  every  tear  be  dry; 
Let  not  fears  your  course  impede, 
Great  your  strength,  if  great  your  need. 

4  Onward  then  to  battle  move, 

More  than  conquerors  ye  shall  prove; 
Though  opposed  by  many  a  foe, 
Christian  soldiers,  onward  go. 

Henry  Kirke  White,  1806,  cento. 


117  S.M. 

"Y  soul,  be  on  thy  guard; 
Ten  thousand  foes  arise; 
The  hosts  of  sin  are  pressing  hard 
To  draw  thee  from  the  skies. 


M 


0  watch,  and  fight,  and  pray! 

The  battle  ne'er  give  o'er; 
Renew  it  boldly  every  day, 

And  help  Divine  implore. 

102 


SEPTUAGESIMA 


3  Ne'er  think  the  victory  won, 

Nor  lay  thine  armour  down; 
Thy  arduous  work  will  not  be  done 
Till  thou  obtain  thy  crown. 

4  Fight  on,  my  soul,  till  death 

Shall  bring  thee  to  thy  God ! 
He'll  take  thee,  at  thy  parting  breath, 
Up  to  His  blest  abode. 

Rev.  George  Heath,  178 1. 


H 


118  11.11.12.11. 

E  who  would  valiant  be 
'Gainst  all  disaster, 
Let  him  in  constancy 
Follow  the  Master. 
There 's  no  discouragement 
Shall  make  him  once  relent 
His  first  avowed  intent 
To  be  a  pilgrim. 

2  Who  so  beset  him  round 
With  dismal  stories, 

Do  but  themselves  confound, 

His  strength  the  more  is. 
No  foes  shall  stay  his  might, 
Though  he  with  giants  fight; 
He  will  make  good  his  right 

To  be  a  pilgrim. 

3  Since,  Lord,  Thou  dost  defend 
Us  with  Thy  Spirit, 

We  know  we  at  the  end 
Shall  life  inherit. 

103 


SEPTUAGESIMA 


Then  fancies  flee  away! 
I'll  fear  not  what  men  say, 
I  '11  labor  night  and  day 
To  be  a  pilgrim. 

John  Bunyan,  1628-1688,  alt. 

119  L.M. 

THOU  to  Whose  all-searching  sight 
The  darkness  shineth  as  the  light. 
Search,  prove  my  heart;  it  pants  for  Thee; 
O  burst  these  bonds,  and  set  it  free! 


o 


2  Wash  out  its  stains,  refine  its  dross, 
Nail  my  affections  to  the  cross; 
Hallow  each  thought;  let  all  within 
Be  clean,  as  Thou,  my  Lord,  art  clean. 

3  If  in  this  darksome  wild  I  stray, 

Be  Thou  my  Light,  be  Thou  my  Way; 

No  foes,  no  violence  I  fear, 

No  harm,  while  Thou,  my  God,  art  near. 

4  When  rising  floods  my  soul  o'erflow, 
When  sinks  my  heart  in  waves  of  woe, 
Jesus,  Thy  timely  aid  impart, 

And  raise  my  head,  and  cheer  my  heart. 

5  Saviour,  where'er  Thy  steps  I  see, 
Dauntless,  untired,  I  follow  Thee. 
O  let  Thy  hand  support  me  still. 

And  lead  me  to  Thy  holy  hill!     Amen. 

Count  N.  L.  von  Zinzendorf,  1721;  Tr.  Rev.  John  Wesley,  1738. 


D 


120  8.6.8.8.6. 

(EAR  Lord  and  Father  of  mankind, 
Forgive  our  foolish  ways! 
Reclothe  us  in  our  rightful  mind, 
In  purer  lives  Thy  service  find. 
In  deeper  reverence,  praise. 

104 


SEPTUAGESLMA 


In  simple  trust  like  theirs  who  heard, 

Beside  the  Syrian  sea. 
The  gracious  calling  of  the  Lord. 
Let  us,  like  them,  without  a  word, 

Rise  up  and  follow  Thee. 

0  Sabbath  rest  by  Galilee! 

0  calm  of  hills  above. 
Where  Jesus  knelt  to  share  with  Thee 
The  silence  of  eternity 

Interpreted  by  love! 

Drop  Thy  still  dews  of  quietness, 

Till  all  our  strivings  cease: 
Take  from  our  souls  the  strain  and  stress, 
And  let  our  ordered  lives  confess 

The  beauty  of  Thy  peace. 

Breathe  through  the  heats  of  our  desire 

Thy  coolness  and  Thy  balm ; 
Let  sense  be  dumb,  let  flesh  retire; 
Speak  through  the  earthquake,  wind,  and  fire, 

O  still,  small  voice  of  calm.     Amen. 

John  G.  Whittier,  1872. 


121  7.7.7.5. 

RACIOUS  Spirit,  Holy  Ghost, 
Taught  by  Thee  we  covet  most, 
Of  Thy  gifts  at  Pentecost, 
Holy,  heavenly  love. 


G 


Love  is  kind,  and  suffers  long, 
Love  is  meek,  and  thinks  no  wrong. 
Love  than  death  itself  more  strong; 
Therefore,  give  us  love. 


105 


ASH   WEDNESDAY   AND    LENT 


3  Prophecy  will  fade  away, 
Melting  in  the  light  of  day; 
Love  will  ever  with  us  stay; 

Therefore,  give  us  love. 

4  Faith  will  vanish  into  sight; 
Hope  be  emptied  in  delight; 

Love  in  heaven  will  shine  more  bright; 
Therefore,  give  us  love. 

5  Faith  and  hope  and  love  we  see, 
Joining  hand  in  hand,  agree, 
But  the  greatest  of  the  three, 

And  the  best,  is  love. 

6  From  the  overshadowing 

Of  Thy  gold  and  silver  wing, 
Shed  on  us,  who  to  Thee  sing, 
Holy,  heavenly  love.     Amen. 

Bishop  Christopher  Wordsworth,  1861 

Also  the  following 
353  Saviour,  teach  me  day  by  day 


3tef)  OTetmesfoap  anb  Hent 

122  7.7.7. 

LORD,  in  this  Thy  mercy's  day, 
Ere  the  time  shall  pass  away, 
On  our  knees  we  fall  and  pray. 

2  Holy  Jesus,  grant  us  tears, 
Fill  us  with  heart-searching  fears, 
Ere  that  day  of  doom  appears. 

106 


ASH   WEDNESDAY   AND   LENT 


3  Lord,  on  us  Thy  Spirit  pour, 
Kneeling  lowly  at  Thy  door, 
Ere  it  close  forevermore. 

4  By  Thy  night  of  agony, 
By  Thy  supplicating  cry, 
By  Thy  willingness  to  die, 

5  By  Thy  tears  of  bitter  woe 
For  Jerusalem  below, 

Let  us  not  Thy  love  forego. 

6  Judge  and  Saviour  of  our  race, 
Grant  us,  when  we  see  Thy  face, 
With  Thy  ransomed  ones  a  place. 

7  On  Thy  love  we  rest  alone, 

And  that  love  shall  then  be  known 

By  the  pardoned,  round  Thy  throne.    Amen. 

Rev.  Isaac  Williams,  1842,  alt. 


123  7.7.7.7. 

*ORTY  days  and  forty  nights 
Thou  wast  fasting  in  the  wild; 
Forty  days  and  forty  nights 
Tempted,  and  yet  undenled. 


F' 


2  Shall  not  we  Thy  sorrow  share, 

And  from  earthly  joys  abstain, 
Fasting  with  unceasing  prayer, 
Glad  with  Thee  to  suffer  pain? 

3  And  if  Satan,  vexing  sore, 

Flesh  or  spirit  should  assail, 
Thou,  his  Vanquisher  before, 
Grant  we  may  not  faint  or  fail. 

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4  So  shall  we  have  peace  divine: 
Holier  gladness  ours  shall  be; 
Round  us,  too,  shall  angels  shine, 
Such  as  ministered  to  Thee. 


5  Keep,  O  keep  us,  Saviour  dear, 
Ever  constant  by  Thy  side; 
That  with  Thee  we  may  appear 
At  the  eternal  Eastertide.     Amen. 

Rev.  George  Hunt  Smyttan,  1856,  alt. 


124  cm. 

ORD,  when  we  bend  before  Thy  throne, 
And  our  confessions  pour, 
Teach  us  to  feel  the  sins  we  own, 
And  hate  what  we  deplore. 


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2  Our  broken  spirits,  pitying,  see; 
True  penitence  impart; 
And  let  a  kindling  glance  from  Thee 
Beam  hope  upon  the  heart. 


3  When  we  disclose  our  wants  in  prayer, 
May  we  our  wills  resign; 
And  not  a  thought  our  bosoms  share 
Which  is  not  wholly  Thine. 


Let  faith  each  weak  petition  fill, 

And  waft  it  to  the  skies, 
And  teach  our  hearts  't  is  goodness  still 

That  grants  it,  or  denies.     Amen. 

Rev.  Joseph  I).  Carlyle,  1802. 
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125  cm. 

ORD,  as  to  Thy  dear  cross  we  flee, 
And  plead  to  be  forgiven, 
So  let  Thy  life  our  pattern  be, 
And  form  our  souls  for  heaven. 


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2  Help  us,  through  good  report  and  ill, 

Our  daily  cross  to  bear; 
Like  Thee,  to  do  our  Father's  will, 
Our  brethren's  grief  to  share. 

3  Let  grace  our  selfishness  expel, 

Our  earthliness  refine; 
And  kindness  in  our  bosoms  dwell. 
As  free  and  true  as  Thine. 

4  If  joy  shall  at  Thy  bidding  fly, 

And  grief's  dark  day  come  on, 
We  in  our  turn  would  meekly  crv, 
" Father.  Thy  will  be  done." 

5  Kept  peaceful  in  the  midst  of  strife, 

Forgiving  and  forgiven, 
0  may  we  lead  the  pilgrim's  life, 
And  follow  Thee  to  heaven !     Amen. 

Rev.  John  H.  Gurney,  1838. 
126  6.5.6.5.  double. 

CHRISTIAN!  dost  thou  see  them 
On  the  holy  ground. 
How  the  powers  of  darkness 

Rage  thy  steps  around? 
Christian;  up  and  smite  them, 

Counting  gain  but  loss; 
In  the  strength  that  cometh 
By  the  holy  cross. 

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2  Christian!  dost  thou  feel  them, 

How  they  work  within, 
Striving,  tempting,  luring, 

Goading  into  sin? 
Christian!  never  tremble; 

Never  be  downcast; 
Gird  thee  for  the  battle, 

Watch  and  pray  and  fast. 

3  Christian!  dost  thou  hear  them, 

How  they  speak  thee  fair? 
" Always  fast  and  vigil? 

Always  watch  and  prayer?" 
Christian!  answer  boldly: 

"While  I  breathe  I  pray!" 
Peace  shall  follow  battle, 

Night  shall  end  in  day. 

4  "Well  I  know  thy  trouble, 

0  My  servant  true; 
Thou  art  very  weary, 

1  was  weary  too; 

But  that  toil  shall  make  thee 

Some  day  all  Mine  own, 
And  the  end  of  sorrow 

Shall  be  near  My  throne." 

St.  Andrew  of  Crete;  Tr.  Rev.  John  Mason  Neale,  1862. 

127  7.7.7.3. 

CHRISTIAN,  seek  not  yet  repose," 
Hear  thy  guardian  angel  say; 
"Thou  art  in  the  midst  of  foes: 
Watch  and  pray!" 

2  Principalities  and  powers, 

Mustering  their  unseen  array, 
Wait  for  thy  unguarded  hours : 
Watch  and  pray! 

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3  Gird  Thy  heavenly  armour  on, 

Wear  it  ever,  night  and  day; 
Ambushed  lies  the  evil  one : 
Watch  and  pray! 

4  Hear  the  victors  who  o'ercame; 

Still  they  mark  each  warrior's  way; 
All  with  one  sweet  voice  exclaim : 
"WTatch  and  pray!"' 

5  Hear,  above  all,  hear  Thy  Lord, 

Him  thou  lovest  to  obey; 
Hide  within  thy  heart  His  word: 
"W7atch  and  pray!" 

6  Watch,  as  if  on  that  alone 

Hung  the  issue  of  the  day; 
Pray  that  help  may  be  sent  down: 
"Watch  and  pray!" 

Charlotte  Elliott,  1836. 

128  8.7.8.7.4.7. 

JESUS,  Lord  of  life  and  glory, 
Bend  from  heaven  Thy  gracious  ear; 
While  our  waiting  souls  adore  Thee, 
Friend  of  helpless  sinners,  hear: 

By  Thy  mercy, 
0  deliver  us,  good  Lord. 

2  From  the  depths  of  nature's  blindness, 
From  the  hardening  power  of  sin, 
From  all  malice  and  unkindness, 
From  the  pride  that  lurks  within, 

By  Thy  mercy, 
0  deliver  us,  good  Lord. 

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3  When  temptation  sorely  presses, 

In  the  day  of  Satan's  power, 
In  our  times  of  deep  distresses, 
In  each  dark  and  trying  hour, 

By  thy  mercy, 
O  deliver  us,  good  Lord. 

4  When  the  world  around  is  smiling, 

In  the  time  of  wealth  and  ease, 

Earthly  joys  our  hearts  beguiling, 

In  the  day  of  health  and  peace 

By  Thy  mercy, 
O  deliver  us,  good  Lord. 

5  In  the  weary  hours  of  sickness, 

In  the  times  of  grief  and  pain, 

When  we  feel  our  mortal  weakness, 

When  all  human  help  is  vain, 

By  Thy  mercy, 
O  deliver  us,  good  Lord. 

6  In  the  solemn  hour  of  dying, 

In  the  awful  judgment  day, 
May  our  souls,  on  Thee  relying, 
Find  Thee  still  our  hope  and  stay: 

By  Thy  mercy, 
O  deliver  us,  good  Lord.    Amen. 

James  J.  Cummins,  1830. 


129  10.10.10.10. 

WEARY  of  earth,  and  laden  with  my  sin, 
I  look  at  heaven  and  long  to  enter  in, 
But  there  no  evil  thing  may  find  a  home : 
And  yet  I  hear  a  voice  that  bids  me  "Come." 

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2  The  while  I  fain  would  tread  the  heavenly  way 
Evil  is  ever  with  me  day  by  day; 

Yet  on  mine  ears  the  gracious  tidings  fall : 

" Repent,  confess,  thou  shalt  be  loosed  from  all." 

3  It  is  the  voice  of  Jesus  that  I  hear; 

His  are  the  hands  stretched  out  to  draw  me  near, 
And  His  the  blood  that  can  for  all  atone, 
And  set  me  faultless  there  before  the  throne. 

4  'T  was  He  Who  found  me  on  the  deathly  wild, 
And  made  me  heir  of  heaven,  the  Father's  child, 
And  day  by  day,  whereby  my  soul  may  live, 
Gives  me  His  grace  of  pardon,  and  will  give. 

5  0  great  Absolver,  grant  my  soul  may  wear 
The  lowliest  garb  of  penitence  and  prayer, 
That  in  the  Father's  courts  my  glorious  dress 
May  be  the  garment  of  Thy  righteousness. 

6  Yea,  Thou  wilt  answer  for  me,  righteous  Lord: 
Thine  all  the  merits,  mine  the  great  reward; 
Thine  the  sharp  thorns,  and  mine  the  golden  crown; 
Mine  the  life  won,  and  Thine  the  life  laid  down.  Amen. 

Rev.  Samuel.  J.  Stone,  1866. 


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130  7s.  eight  lines. 

'AVIOUR!  when  in  dust  to  Thee 
Low  we  bow  the  adoring  knee, 
When,  repentant,  to  the  skies 
Scarce  we  lift  our  weeping  eyes, 
O  by  all  Thy  pains  and  woe 
Suffered  once  for  man  below; 
Bending  from  Thy  throne  on  high, 
Hear  our  solemn  litany ! 

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2  By  Thy  helpless  infant  years, 
By  Thy  life  of  want  and  tears, 
By  Thy  days  of  sore  distress 
In  the  savage  wilderness, 

By  the  dread  permitted  hour 
Of  the  mighty  tempter's  power; 
Turn,  0  turn  a  favouring  eye, 
Hear  our  solemn  litany! 

3  By  the  sacred  grief  that  wept 

O'er  the  grave  where  Lazarus  slept; 
By  the  boding  tears  that  flowed 
Over  Salem's  loved  abode; 
By  the  anguished  sigh  that  told 
Treachery  lurked  within  Thy  fold; 
From  Thy  seat  above  the  sky, 
Hear  our  solemn  litany ! 

4  By  the  burthen  Thou  didst  bear, 
By  Thine  agony  of  prayer, 

By  the  cross,  the  nail,  the  thorn, 
Piercing  spear,  and  torturing  scorn; 
By  the  gloom  that  veiled  the  skies 
O'er  the  dreadful  sacrifice; 
Listen  to  our  humble  cry, 
Hear  our  solemn  litany ! 

5  By  Thy  deep  expiring  groan, 
By  the  sealed  sepulchral  stone, 
By  the  vault,  whose  dark  abode 
Held  in  vain  the  rising  God: 

O  from  earth  to  heaven  restored, 
Mighty,  reascended  Lord, 
Listen,  listen  to  the  cry 
Of  our  solemn  litany!    Amen. 

Sir  Robert  Grant,  1815,  alt. 
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131  7.6.7.6.  double. 

O  JESUS !  Lord  most  merciful, 
Low  at  Thy  cross  I  lie; 

0  sinner's  Friend,  most  pitiful, 
Hear  my  bewailing  cry. 

1  come  to  Thee  with  mourning, 
I  come  to  Thee  in  woe; 

With  contrite  heart  returning, 
And  tears  that  overflow. 

2  0  gracious  Intercessor! 

0  Priest  within  the  veil! 
Plead,  for  a  lost  transgressor, 

The  blood  that  cannot  fail. 
I  spread  my  sins  before  Thee, 

1  tell  them  one  by  one; 

O  for  Thy  Name's  great  glory, 
Forgive  all  I  have  done! 

3  O  by  Thy  cross  and  passion, 

Thy  tears  and  agony, 
And  crown  of  cruel  fashion, 

And  death  on  Calvary; 
By  all  that  untold  suffering 

Endured  by  Thee  alone; 
O  Priest!  O  spotless  Offering! 

Plead,  for  Thou  didst  atone! 

4  And  in  this  heart  now  broken, 

Re-enter  Thou  and  reign ; 
And  say,  by  that  dear  token, 

I  am  absolved  again; 
And  build  me  up,  and  guide  me, 

And  guard  me  day  by  day; 
And  in  Thy  presence  hide  me, 

And  keep  my  soul  alway.     Amen. 

Rev .  James  Hamilton,  i86j. 
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132  7.6.7.6.  double. 

JESUS,  Thou  art  standing 
Outside  the  fast-closed  door, 
In  lowly  patience  waiting 

To  pass  the  threshold  o'er: 
Shame  on  us,  Christian  brothers, 
His  Name  and  sign  who  bear: 
0  shame,  thrice  shame  upon  us, 
To  keep  Him  standing  there ! 

2  O  Jesus,  Thou  art  knocking: 
And  lo !  that  hand  is  scarred, 

And  thorns  Thy  brow  encircle, 
And  tears  Thy  face  have  marred : 

O  love  that  passeth  knowledge, 
So  patiently  to  wait! 

O  sin  that  hath  no  equal, 
So  fast  to  bar  the  gate! 

3  O  Jesus,  Thou  art  pleading, 
In  accents  meek  and  low: 

"I  died  for  you,  My  children, 

And  will  ye  treat  Me  so?" 
O  Lord,  with  shame  and  sorrow 

We  open  now  the  door: 
Dear  Saviour,  enter,  enter, 

And  leave  us  nevermore.     Amen. 

Bishop  W.  Walsham  How,  1867. 


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133  L.M 

ITH  broken  heart  and  contrite  sigh, 
A  trembling  sinner,  Lord,  I  cry: 
Thy  pardoning  grace  is  rich  and  free: 
O  God,  be  merciful  to  me. 

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2  I  smite  upon  my  troubled  breast, 

With  deep  and  conscious  guilt  oppressed; 
Christ  and  His  cross  my  only  plea: 
O  God,  be  merciful  to  me. 

3  Far  off  I  stand  with  tearful  eyes, 
Nor  dare  uplift  them  to  the  skies; 
But  Thou  dost  all  my  anguish  see : 
O  God,  be  merciful  to  me. 

4  Nor  alms,  nor  deeds  that  I  have  done, 
Can  for  a  single  sin  atone; 

To  Calvary  alone  I  flee: 
0  God,  be  merciful  to  me. 

5  And  when,  redeemed  from  sin  and  hell, 
With  all  the  ransomed  throng  I  dwell, 
My  raptured  song  shall  ever  be, 

God  has  been  merciful  to  me.     Amen. 

Rev.  Cornelius  Elven,  1852. 

134  L.M. 

LORD,  Who  throughout  these  forty  days, 
For  us  didst  fast  and  pray, 
Teach  us  with  Thee  to  mourn  our  sins, 
And  close  by  Thee  to  stay. 

2  As  Thou  with  Satan  didst  contend, 

And  didst  the  victory  win, 
0  give  us  strength  in  Thee  to  fight, 
In  Thee  to  conquer  sin. 

3  As  Thou  didst  hunger  bear  and  thirst, 

So  teach  us,  gracious  Lord, 
To  die  to  self,  and  chiefly  live 
By  Thy  most  holy  Word. 

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4  And  through  these  days  of  penitence, 

And  through  Thy  Passion-tide, 
Yea,  evermore,  in  life  and  death, 
Jesus!  with  us  abide. 

5  Abide  with  us,  that  so,  this  life 

Of  suffering  overpast, 
An  Easter  of  unending  joy 

We  may  attain  at  last !     Amen. 

Mrs.  Claudia  F.  Hemaman,  1873. 


135  L.M. 

"ESUS,  and  shall  it  ever  be, 
A  mortal  man  ashamed  of  Thee? 
Ashamed  of  Thee,  Whom  angels  praise, 
Whose  glories  shine  through  endless  days? 


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2  Ashamed  of  Jesus !  sooner  far 

Let  night  disown  each  radiant  star; 
'T  is  midnight  with  my  soul,  till  He, 
Bright  Morning  Star,  bid  darkness  flee. 

3  Ashamed  of  Jesus !  O  as  soon 

Let  morning  blush  to  own  the  sun! 
He  sheds  the  beams  of  light  divine 
O'er  this  benighted  soul  of  mine. 

4  Ashamed  of  Jesus !  that  dear  Friend 
On  Whom  my  hopes  of  heaven  depend ! 
No;  when  I  blush,  be  this  my  shame, 
That  I  no  more  revere  His  Name. 

5  Ashamed  of  Jesus !  empty  pride ! 
I  '11  boast  a  Saviour  crucified ; 
And  0  may  this  my  portion  be, 

My  Saviour  not  ashamed  of  me.     Amen. 

Rev.  Joseph  Grigg,  1765,  alt. 
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136  8s.  six  lines. 

WEARY  of  wandering  from  my  God, 
And  now  made  willing  to  return, 
I  hear  and  bow  me  to  the  rod, 

For  Thee,  not  without  hope,  I  mourn; 
I  have  an  Advocate  above, 
A  Friend  before  the  throne  of  love. 

2  O  Jesus,  full  of  pardoning  grace, 

More  full  of  grace  than  I  of  sin; 
Yet  once  again  I  seek  Thy  face: 

Open  Thine  arms  and  take  me  in; 
And  freely  my  backslidings  heal, 
And  love  the  faithless  sinner  still. 

3  Thou  know'st  the  way  to  bring  me  back, 

My  fallen  spirit  to  restore; 
O  for  Thy  truth  and  mercy's  sake, 

Forgive,  and  bid  me  sin  no  more : 
The  ruins  of  my  soul  repair, 
And  make  my  heart  a  house  of  prayer.     Amen. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley,  1749. 


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137  7.7.7. 

'EAL  me,  0  my  Saviour,  heal; 
Heal  me  as  I  suppliant  kneel; 
Heal  me,  and  my  pardon  seal. 

2  Fresh  the  wounds  that  sin  hath  made; 
Hear  the  prayers  I  oft  have  prayed, 
And  in  mercy  send  me  aid. 

3  Helpless,  none  can  help  me  now; 
Cheerless,  none  can  cheer  but  Thou; 
Suppliant,  Lord,  to  Thee  I  bow. 

4  Thou  the  true  Physician  art; 
Thou,  0  Christ,  canst  health  impart, 
Binding  up  the  bleeding  heart. 

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5  Other  comforters  are  gone; 
Thou  canst  heal,  and  Thou  alone, 
Thou  for  all  my  sin  atone. 

6  Heal  me,  then,  my  Saviour,  heal; 
Heal  me,  as  I  suppliant  kneel; 
To  Thy  mercy  I  appeal.     Amen. 

Rev.  Godfrey  Thring,  1866. 


138  cm. 

'HEN  wounded  sore  the  stricken  soul 
Lies  bleeding  and  unbound, 
One  only  hand,  a  pierced  hand, 
Can  heal  the  sinner's  wound. 


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2  When  sorrow  swells  the  laden  breast, 

And  tears  of  anguish  flow, 
One  only  heart,  a  broken  heart, 
Can  feel  the  sinner's  woe. 

3  When  penitence  has  wept  in  vain, 

Over  some  foul  dark  spot, 
One  only  stream,  a  stream  of  blood, 
Can  wash  away  the  blot. 

4  'T  is  Jesus'  blood  that  washes  white, 

His  hand  that  brings  relief, 
His  heart  that 's  touched  with  all  our  joys, 
And  feeleth  for  our  grief. 

5  Lift  up  Thy  bleeding  hand,  0  Lord; 

Unseal  that  cleansing  tide; 
We  have  no  shelter  from  our  sin, 
But  in  Thy  wounded  side.     Amen. 

Mrs.  Cecil  Frances  Alexander,  1858. 
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139  7.7.7.7. 

TNFUL,  sighing  to  be  blest; 
Bound,  and  longing  to  be  free; 
Weary,  waiting  for  my  rest: 
God  be  merciful  to  me. 


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2  Goodness  I  have  none  to  plead, 

Sinfulness  in  all  I  see, 
I  can  only  bring  my  need ; 
God  be  merciful  to  me. 

3  Broken  heart  and  downcast  eyes 

Dare  not  lift  themselves  to  Thee; 
Yet  Thou  canst  interpret  sighs: 
God  be  merciful  to  me. 

4  From  this  sinful  heart  of  mine 

To  Thy  bosom  I  would  flee: 
I  am  not  my  own  but  Thine: 
God  be  merciful  to  me. 

5  There  is  One  beside  the  throne, 

And  my  only  hope  and  plea 
Are  in  Him,  and  Him  alone: 
God  be  merciful  to  me. 

6  He  my  cause  will  undertake, 

My  interpreter  will  be; 
He 's  my  all ;  and  for  His  sake 
God  be  merciful  to  me.     Amen. 

Rev.  John  S.  B.  Monsell,  1857. 


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140  8.8.8.6. 

"UST  as  I  am,  without  one  plea, 
But  that  Thy  blood  was  shed  for  me, 
And  that  Thou  bidd'st  me  come  to  Thee, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come. 

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2  Just  as  I  am,  and  waiting  not 
To  rid  my  soul  of  one  dark  blot, 
To  Thee,  Whose  blood  can  cleanse  each  spot, 
0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come. 


3  Just  as  I  am,  though  tossed  about 
With  many  a  conflict,  many  a  doubt, 
Fightings  and  fears  within,  without, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come. 


4  Just  as  I  am,  poor,  wretched,  blind; 
Sight,  riches,  healing  of  the  mind, 
Yea,  all  I  need,  in  Thee  to  find, 
0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come. 


5  Just  as  I  am :  Thou  wilt  receive, 

Wilt  welcome,  pardon,  cleanse,  relieve, 
Because  Thy  promise  I  believe, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come. 


6  Just  as  I  am,  Thy  love  unknown 
Has  broken  every  barrier  down; 
Now  to  be  Thine,  yea,  Thine  alone, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come.     Amen. 

Charlotte  Elliott,  1840. 


LITANIES   OF   PENITENCE 
141  7.7.7.6 

GOD  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
God  the  Spirit,  Three  in  One, 
Hear  us  from  Thy  heavenly  throne: 
Spare  us,  Holy  Trinity. 

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2  Thou  Who,  leaving  crown  and  throne, 
Camest  here,  an  outcast  lone, 

That  Thou  mightest  save  Thine  own : 
Hear  us,  Holy  Jesus. 

3  Thou,  despised,  denied,  refused, 
And  for  man's  transgressions  bruised, 
Sinless,  yet  of  sin  accused : 

Hear  us,  Holy  Jesus. 

4  Thou  Who  on  the  cross  didst  reign, 
Dying  there  in  bitter  pain, 
Cleansing  with  Thy  blood  our  stain: 

Hear  us,  Holy  Jesus. 

5  Shepherd  of  the  straying  sheep, 
Comforter  of  them  that  weep, 
Hear  us  crying  from  the  deep: 

Hear  us,  Holy  Jesus. 

6  That  in  Thy  pure  innocence 
We  may  wash  our  souls'  offense, 
And  find  truest  penitence : 

We  beseech  Thee,  Jesus. 

7  That  we  give  to  sin  no  place, 
That  we  never  quench  Thy  grace, 
That  we  ever  seek  Thy  face : 

We  beseech  Thee,  Jesus. 

8  That  denying  evil  lust, 
Living  godly,  meek,  and  just, 
In  Thee  only  we  may  trust: 

We  beseech  Thee,  Jesus. 

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9  That  to  sin  forever  dead, 
We  may  live  to  Thee  instead, 
And  the  narrow  pathway  tread : 
We  beseech  Thee,  Jesus. 

10  When  shall  end  the  battle  sore, 
When  our  pilgrimage  is  o'er. 
Grant  Thy  peace  f orevermore : 

We  beseech  Thee,  Jesus.     Amen. 

Rev.  Richard  F.  Liltledale,  1875. 

142  PART  I  7.7.7.6. 

GOD  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
God  the  Spirit,  Three  in  One, 
Hear  us  from  Thy  heavenly  throne: 
Spare  us,  Holy  Trinity. 

2  Father,  hear  Thy  children's  call: 
Humbly  at  Thy  feet  we  fall, 
Prodigals,  confessing  all: 

We  beseech  Thee,  hear  us. 

3  Christ,  beneath  Thy  cross,  we  blame 
All  our  life  of  sin  and  shame; 
Penitent  we  breathe  Thy  Name: 

We  beseech  Thee,  hear  us. 

4  Holy  Spirit,  grieved  and  tried, 
Oft  forgotten  and  defied, 

Now  we  mourn  our  stubborn  pride : 
We  beseech  Thee,  hear  us. 

5  Love,  that  caused  us  first  to  be, 
Love,  that  bled  upon  the  tree, 
Love,  that  draws  us  lovingly: 

We  beseech  Thee,  hear  us. 

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6  We  Thy  call  have  disobeyed, 
Into  paths  of  sin  have  strayed, 
And  repentance  have  delayed: 

We  beseech  Thee,  hear  us. 

7  Sick,  we  come  to  Thee  for  cure, 
Guilty,  seek  Thy  mercy  sure, 
Evil,  long  to  be  made  pure: 

We  beseech  Thee,  hear  us. 

8  Blind,  we  pray  that  we  may  see, 
Bound,  we  pray  to  be  made  free, 
Stained,  we  pray  for  sanctity: 

We  beseech  Thee,  hear  us. 

9  Thou  Who  hear'st  each  contrite  sigh, 
Bidding  sinful  souls  draw  nigh, 
Willing  not  that  one  should  die: 

We  beseech  Thee,  hear  us.     Amen. 

Rev.  Thomas  B.  Pollock,  1871. 
PART  II 


BY  the  gracious  saving  call, 
Spoken  tenderly  to  all 
Who  have  shared  in  Adam's  fall: 


Spoken  tenderly  to  all 
)  have  shared  in  Adam' 
We  beseech  Thee,  hear  us. 


11  By  the  nature  Jesus  wore, 

By  the  stripes  and  death  He  bore, 
By  his  life  forevermore: 

We  beseech  Thee,  hear  us. 

12  By  the  love  that  longs  to  bless, 
Pitying  our  sore  distress 
Leading  us  to  holiness: 

We  beseech  Thee,  hear  us. 

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13  By  the  love  so  calm  and  strong, 
Patient  still  to  suffer  wrong 
And  our  day  of  grace  prolong: 

We  beseech  Thee,  hear  us. 

14  By  the  love  that  speaks  within, 
Calling  us  to  flee  from  sin, 
And  the  joy  of  goodness  win : 

WTe  beseech  Thee,  hear  us. 

15  By  the  love  that  bids  Thee  spare, 
By  the  heaven  Thou  dost  prepare, 
By  Thy  promises  to  prayer: 

We  beseech  Thee,  hear  us.     Amen. 

Rev.  Thomas  B.  Pollock,  187 1. 

PART  III 

TEACH  us  what  Thy  love  has  borne, 
That  with  loving  sorrow  torn 
Truly  contrite  we  may  mourn : 
We  beseech  Thee,  hear  us. 

17  Gifts  of  light  and  grace  bestow, 
Help  us  to  resist  the  foe, 
Fearing  what  alone  is  woe : 

We  beseech  Thee,  hear  us. 

18  Let  not  sin  within  us  reign, 
May  we  gladly  suffer  pain, 
If  it  purge  away  our  stain : 

We  beseech  Thee,  hear  us. 

19  May  we  to  all  evil  die, 
Fleshly  longings  crucify, 

Fix  our  hearts  and  thoughts  on  high: 
We  beseech  Thee,  hear  us. 

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20  Grant  us  faith  to  know  Thee  near, 
Hail  Thy  grace,  Thy  judgment  fear, 
And  through  trial  persevere: 

We  beseech  Thee,  hear  us. 

21  Grant  us  hope  from  earth  to  rise, 
And  to  strain  with  eager  eyes 
Towards  the  promised  heavenly  prize: 

We  beseech  Thee,  hear  us. 

22  Grant  us  love.  Thy  love  to  own, 
Love  to  live  for  Thee  alone, 

And  the  power  of  grace  make  known: 
We  beseech  Thee,  hear  us. 

23  All  our  weak  endeavours  bless, 
As  we  ever  onward  press, 

Till  we  perfect  holiness: 

We  beseech  Thee,  hear  us. 

24  Lead  us  daily  nearer  Thee, 
Till  at  last  Thy  face  we  see, 
Crowned  with  Thine  own  purity: 

We  beseech  Thee,  hear  us.     Amen. 

Rev.  Thomas  B.  Pollock,  1871. 


2|olp  »efe 

143  7.6.7.6.  with  refrain. 

ALL  glory,  laud,  and  honour 
To  Thee,  Redeemer,  King! 
To  Whom  the  lips  of  children 
Made  sweet  hosannas  ring. 

127 


HOLY   WEEK 


2  Thou  art  the  King  of  Israel, 

Thou  David's  royal  Son, 
Who  in  the  Lord's  name  comest, 
The  King  and  Blessed  One. 
All  glory,  etc. 

3  The  company  of  angels 

Are  praising  Thee  on  high; 
And  mortal  men,  and  all  things 
Created,  make  reply. 
All  glory,  etc. 

4  The  people  of  the  Hebrews 

With  palms  before. Thee  went: 
Our  praise  and  prayers  and  anthems 
Before  Thee  we  present. 
All  glory,   etc. 

5  To  Thee  before  Thy  Passion 

They  sang  their  hymns  of  praise: 
To  Thee,  now  high  exalted, 
Our  melody  we  raise. 
All  glory,  etc. 

6  Thou  didst  accept  their  praises; 

Accept  the  prayers  we  bring, 
Who  in  all  good  delightest, 
Thou  good  and  gracious  King. 
All  glory,  etc.     Amen. 

St.  Theodulph,  8oo;  Tr.  Rev.  John  Mason  Neale,  1854. 

144  -  LJME. 

THE  royal  banners  forward  go, 
The  cross  shines  forth  in  mystic  glow; 
Where  He  in  flesh,  our  flesh  Who  made, 
Our  sentence  bore,  our  ransom  paid. 

128 


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2  There  whilst  He  hung,  His  sacred  side 
By  soldier's  spear  was  opened  wide, 
To  cleanse  us  in  the  precious  flood 

Of  water  mingled  with  His  blood. 

3  Fulfilled  is  now  what  David  told 
In  true  prophetic  song  of  old, 

How  God  the  heathen's  King  should  be; 
For  God  is  reigning  from  the  tree. 

4  0  tree  of  glory,  tree  most  fair, 
Ordained  those  holy  limbs  to  bear, 
How  bright  in  purple  robe  it  stood, 
The  purple  of  a  Saviour's  blood ! 

5  Upon  its  arms,  like  balance  true, 

He  weighed  the  price  for  sinners  due, 
The  price  which  none  but  He  could  pay, 
And  spoiled  the  spoiler  of  his  prey. 

6  To  Thee,  eternal  Three  in  One, 
Let  homage  meet  by  all  be  done : 
As  by  the  cross  Thou  dost  restore, 

So  rule  and  guide  us  evermore.     Amen. 

Venantius  Fortunatus,  c.  530-600;  Tr.  Rev.  John  Mason  Neale,  18 51. 


145  L.M. 

IDE  on!  ride  on  in  majesty! 
Hark!  all  the  tribes  hosanna  cry; 
O  Saviour  meek,  pursue  Thy  road 
With  palms  and  scattered  garments  strewed. 


R 


Ride  on!  ride  on  in  majesty! 

In  lowly  pomp  ride  on  to  die: 

O  Christ,  Thy  triumphs  now  begin 

O'er  captive  death  and  conquered  sin. 


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3  Ride  on !  ride  on  in  majesty ! 
The  angel  armies  of  the  sky 

Look  down  with  sad  and  wondering  eyes 
To  see  the  approaching  sacrifice. 

4  Ride  on !  ride  on  in  majesty ! 
Thy  last  and  fiercest  strife  is  nigh; 
The  Father  on  His  sapphire  throne 
Expects  His  own  anointed  Son. 

5  Ride  on!  ride  on  in  majesty! 
In  lowly  pomp  ride  on  to  die; 

Bow  Thy  meek  head  to  mortal  pain, 

Then  take,  O  God,  Thy  power,  and  reign.    Amen. 

Dean  Henry  11.  Milman,  1827. 


I 


146  8.5.8.5.  double. 

"N  the  hour  of  trial, 
Jesus,  plead  for  me; 
Lest  by  base  denial 

I  depart  from  Thee. 
When  Thou  seest  me  waver, 

With  a  look  recall, 
Nor  for  fear  or  favour 

Suffer  me  to  fall. 

2  With  forbidden  pleasures 

Would  this  vain  world  charm, 
Or  its  sordid  treasures 

Spread  to  work  me  harm, 
Bring  to  my  remembrance 

Sad  Gethsemane, 
Or,  in  darker  semblance, 

Cross-crowned  Calvary. 

130 


HOLY   WEEK 


Should  Thy  mercy  send  me 

Sorrow,  toil,  and  woe, 
Or  should  pain  attend  me 

On  my  path  below, 
Grant  that  I  may  never 

Fail  Thy  hand  to  see; 
Grant  that  I  may  ever 

Cast  my  care  on  Thee. 

When  my  last  hour  cometh, 

Fraught  with  strife  and  pain, 
When  my  dust  returneth 

To  the  dust  again, 
On  Thy  truth  relying, 

Through  that  mortal  strife, 
Jesus,  take  me,  dying, 

To  eternal  life.     Amen. 

James  Montgomery,  1834; 
alt.  Frances  A.  Hutton  and  Rev.  Godfrey  Thring. 


7.7.7.7. 

[EE  the  destined  day  arise ! 
See  a  willing  sacrifice ! 
Jesus,  to  redeem  our  loss, 
Hangs  upon  the  shameful  cross. 


S' 


2  Jesus,  who  but  Thou  had  borne, 
Lifted  on  that  tree  of  scorn, 
Every  pang  and  bitter  throe, 
Finishing  Thy  life  of  woe? 

3  Who  but  Thou  had  dared  to  drain 
Steeped  in  gall  the  cup  of  pain, 
And  with  tender  body  bear 
Thorns,  and  nails,  and  piercing  spear? 

131 


HOLY   WEEK 


4  Thence  the  cleansing  water  flowed, 
Mingled  from  Thy  side  with  blood; 
Sign  to  all  attesting  eyes 

Of  the  finished  sacrifice. 

5  Holy  Jesus,  grant  us  grace 
In  that  sacrifice  to  place 

All  our  trust  for  life  renewed, 

Pardoned  sin,  and  promised  good.     Amen. 

Venantius  Fortunatus,  c.  530-6oq; 
paraphrased  by  Bishop  Richard  Mant,  1837. 


B 


148  6.6.6.4.8.8.4. 

iEHOLD  the  Lamb  of  God! 

O  Thou  for  sinners  slain, 
Let  it  not  be  in  vain 

That  Thou  hast  died : 
Thee  for  my  Saviour  let  me  take, 
My  only  refuge  let  me  make 

Thy  pierced  side. 

Behold  the  Lamb  of  God ! 

Into  the  sacred  flood 

Of  Thy  most  precious  blood 

My  soul  I  cast: 
Wash  me  and  make  me  clean  within, 
And  keep  me  pure  from  every  sin, 

Till  life  be  past. 

Behold  the  Lamb  of  God ! 
All  hail,  incarnate  Word, 
Thou  everlasting  Lord, 

Saviour  most  blest; 
Fill  us  with  love  that  never  faints, 
Grant  us  with  all  Thy  blessed  saints, 

Eternal  rest. 

132 


HOLY   WEEK 


4  Behold  the  Lamb  of  God! 
Worthy  is  He  alone, 
That  sitteth  on  the  throne  T 

Of  God  above; 
One  with  the  Ancient  of  all  days, 
One  with  the  Comforter  in  praise, 

All  light  and  love.     Amen. 

Matthew  Bridges,  1848. 

149  7.6.7.6.  double. 

OLAMB  of  God,  still  keep  me 
Near  to  Thy  wounded  side ! 
'T  is  only  there  in  safety 
And  peace  I  can  abide. 
What  foes  and  snares  surround  me ! 

What  doubts  and  fears  within! 
The  grace  that  sought  and  found  me 
Alone  can  keep  me  clean. 

2  'T  is  only  in  Thee  hiding, 

I  feel  my  life  secure; 
Only  in  Thee  abiding, 

The  conflict  can  endure: 
Thine  arm  the  victory  gaineth 

O'er  every  hateful  foe; 
Thy  love  my  heart  sustaineth 

In  all  its  care  and  woe. 

3  Soon  shall  my  eyes  behold  Thee, 

With  rapture,  face  to  face; 
One  half  hath  not  been  told  me 

Of  all  Thy  power  and  grace; 
Thy  beauty,  Lord,  and  glory, 

The  wonders  of  Thy  love, 
Shall  be  the  endless  story 

Of  all  Thy  saints  above.     Amen. 

Rev.  James  G.  Deck,  1842. 
133 


HOLY   WEEK 


150  7.6.7.6.  double. 

BENEATH  the  cross  of  Jesus 
I  fain  would  take  my  stand, 
The  shadow  of  a  mighty  rock 

Within  a  weary  land; 
A  home  within  the  wilderness, 

A  rest  upon  the  way, 
From  the  burning  of  the  noontide  heat, 
And  the  burden  of  the  day. 

2  Upon  the  cross  of  Jesus 

Mine  eyes  at  times  can  see 
The  very  dying  form  of  One 

Who  suffered  there  for  me; 
And  from  my  smitten  heart  with  tears 

These  wonders  I  confess: 
The  wonders  of  His  glorious  love, 

And  my  own  worthlessness. 

3  I  take,  O  cross,  thy  shadow 

For  my  abiding  place; 
I  ask  no  other  sunshine  than 

The  sunshine  of  His  face; 
Content  to  let  the  world  go  by, 

To  know  no  gain  nor  loss, 
My  sinful  self  my  only  shame, 

My  glory  all  the  cross. 

Elizabeth  C.  Clephane,  1868. 


G 


151  7s.  six  lines. 

O  to  dark  Gethsemane, 
Ye  that  feel  the  tempter's  power; 
Your  Redeemer's  conflict  see, 

Watch  with  Him  one  bitter  hour; 
Turn  not  from  His  griefs  away, 
Learn  of  Jesus  Christ  to  pray. 

134 


HOLY   WEEK 


2  Follow  to  the  judgment  hall; 

View  the  Lord  of  life  arraigned; 
O  the  wormwood  and  the  gall! 

O  the  pangs  His  soul  sustained! 
Shun  not  suffering,  shame,  or  loss; 
Learn  of  Him  to  bear  the  cross. 

3  Calvary's  mournful  mountain  climb; 

There,  adoring  at  His  feet, 
Mark  the  miracle  of  time, 

God's  own  sacrifice  complete; 
"It  is  finished!"  hear  Him  cry; 
Learn  of  Jesus  Christ  to  die. 

James  Montgomery,  1825. 


152  8.8.8.8. 

"N  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory, 
Towering  o'er  the  wrecks  of  time; 
All  the  light  of  sacred  story 

Gathers  round  its  head  sublime. 


1 


2  When  the  woes  of  life  o'ertake  me, 

Hopes  deceive,  and  fears  annoy, 
Never  shall  the  cross  forsake  me: 
Lo !  it  glows  with  peace  and  joy. 

3  When  the  sun  of  bliss  is  beaming 

Light  and  love  upon  my  way, 
From  the  cross  the  radiance  streaming, 
Adds  new  luster  to  the  day. 

4  Bane  and  blessing,  pain  and  pleasure, 

By  the  cross  are  sanctified; 
Peace  is  there  that  knows  no  measure, 
Joys  that  through  all  time  abide. 

135 


HOLY   WEEK 


In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory, 
Towering  o'er  the  wrecks  of  time; 

All  the  light  of  sacred  story 

Gathers  round  its  head  sublime. 

Sir  John  Bowring,  1825. 


153  L.M. 

COME  and  mourn  with  me  awhile; 
And  tarry  here  the  cross  beside; 
O  come,  together  let  us  mourn; 
Jesus,  our  Lord,  is  crucified. 


o 


2  Have  we  no  tears  to  shed  for  Him, 

While  soldiers  scoff  and  Jews  deride? 
Ah!  look  how  patiently  He  hangs; 
Jesus,  our  Lord,  is  crucified. 

3  Seven  times  He  spake,  seven  words  of  love; 

And  all  three  hours  His  silence  cried 
For  mercy  on  the  souls  of  men; 
Jesus,  our  Lord,  is  crucified. 

4  O  love  of  God!  O  sin  of  man! 

In  this  dread  act  your  strength  is  tried; 
And  victory  remains  with  love; 

For  Thou,  our  Lord,  art  crucified!   Amen. 

Rev.  Frederick  William  Faber,  184Q,  alt. 


W 


154  L.M. 

"HEN  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross 
On  which  the  Prince  of  glory  died, 
My  richest  gain  I  count  but  loss, 
And  pour  contempt  on  all  my  pride. 

136 


HOLY   WEEK 


2  Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  I  should  boast, 

Save  in  the  cross  of  Christ,  my  God : 
All  the  vain  things  that  charm  me  most, 
I  sacrifice  them  to  His  blood. 

3  See,  from  His  head,  His  hands,  His  feet 

Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down! 
Did  e'er  such  love  and  sorrow  meet? 
Or  thorns  compose  so  rich  a  crown? 

4  Were  the  whole  realm  of  nature  mine, 

That  were  a  tribute  far  too  small; 
Love  so  amazing,  so  divine, 

Demands  my  soul,  my  life,  my  all. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts,  1707. 

155  p.m. 

AH,  holy  Jesus,  how  hast  Thou  offended, 
That  man  to  judge  Thee  hath  in  hate  pretended? 
By  foes  derided,  by  Thine  own  rejected, 

0  most  afflicted. 

2  Who  was  the  guilty?    Who  brought  this  upon  Thee? 
Alas,  my  treason,  Jesus,  hath  undone  Thee. 

'T  was  I,  Lord  Jesus,  I  it  was  denied  Thee : 

1  crucified  Thee. 

3  Lo,  the  good  Shepherd  for  the  sheep  is  offered; 
The  slave  hath  sinned,  and  the  Son  hath  suffered; 
For  man's  atonement,  while  he  nothing  heedeth, 

God  intercedeth. 

4  For  me,  kind  Jesus,  was  Thy  incarnation, 
Thy  mortal  sorrow,  and  Thy  life's  oblation; 
Thy  death  of  anguish  and  Thy  bitter  passion, 

For  my  salvation. 

137 


HOLY   WEEK 


Therefore,  kind  Jesus,  since  I  cannot  pay  Thee, 
I  do  adore  Thee,  and  will  ever  pray  Thee, 
Think  on  Thy  pity  and  Thy  love  unswerving, 

Not  my  deserving.   Amen. 

Rev.  Johann  Heermann,  c.  1630;  Tr.  Yatkndon  Hymnal. 


156  8.8.8.6. 

IS  are  the  thousand  sparkling  rills 
That  from  a  thousand  fountains  burst, 
And  fill  with  music  all  the  hills; 
And  yet  He  saith,  "I  thirst." 


H 


2  All  fiery  pangs  on  battlefields. 

On  fever  beds  where  sick  men  toss, 
Are  in  that  human  cry  he  yields 
To  anguish  on  the  cross. 

3  But  more  than  pains  that  racked  Him  then 

Was  the  deep  longing  thirst  divine 
That  thirsted  for  the  souls  of  men: 
Dear  Lord!  and  one  was  mine. 

4  O  Love  most  patient,  give  me  grace; 

Make  all  my  soul  athirst  for  Thee; 
That  parched  dry  lip,  that  fading  face, 
That  thirst,  were  all  for  me.    Amen. 

Mrs.  Cecil  Frances  Alexander,  1875. 


157  8.8.8.8. 

SWEET  the  moments,  rich  in  blessing, 
Which  before  the  cross  I  spend, 
Life  and  health  and  peace  possessing 
From  the  sinner's  dying  Friend. 

138 


HOLY  WEEK 


2  Here  I  kneel  in  wonder,  viewing 

Mercy  poured  in  streams  of  blood; 
Precious  drops,  for  pardon  suing, 

Make  and  plead  my  peace  with  God.       * 

3  Truly  blessed  is  the  station, 

Low  before  His  cross  to  lie, 
While  I  see  divine  compassion 
Pleading  in  His  dying  eye. 

4  Here  I  find  my  hope  of  heaven. 

While  upon  the  Lamb  I  gaze ; 
Loving  much,  and  much  forgiven, 
Let  my  heart  o'erflow  with  praise. 

5  Lord,  in  loving  contemplation 

Fix  my  heart  and  eyes  on  Thee, 
Till  I  taste  Thy  full  salvation, 
And  Thine  unveiled  glories  see. 

6  For  Thy  sorrows  I  adore  Thee, 

For  the  griefs  that  wrought  our  peace; 
Gracious  Saviour,  I  implore  Thee, 

In  my  heart  Thy  love  increase.    Amen. 

Rev.  Waller  Shirley,  1770;  from  Rev.  James  Allen,  1757. 


O 


158  7.6.7.6.  double. 

SACRED  head  surrounded 
By  crown  of  piercing  thorn! 
O  bleeding  head,  so  wounded, 

Reviled  and  put  to  scorn ! 
Death's  pallid  hue  comes  o'er  Thee, 

The  glow  of  life  decays, 
Yet  angel  hosts  adore  Thee, 
And  tremble  as  they  gaze. 

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I  see  Thy  strength  and  vigour, 

All  fading  in  the  strife, 
And  death  with  cruel  rigour, 

Bereaving  Thee  of  life; 
O  agony  and  dying! 

O  love  to  sinners  free! 
Jesus,  all  grace  supplying, 

O  turn  Thy  face  on  me. 


3  In  this,  Thy  bitter  passion, 

Good  Shepherd,  think  of  me 
With  Thy  most  sweet  compassion, 

Unworthy  though  I  be: 
Beneath  Thy  cross  abiding 

Forever  would  I  rest, 
In  Thy  dear  love  confiding, 

And  with  Thy  presence  blest. 


4  Be  near  when  I  am  dying; 

O  show  Thy  cross  to  me : 
And  to  my  succour  flying, 

Come,  Lord,  and  set  me  free. 
These  eyes,  new  faith  receiving, 

From  Jesus  shall  not  move; 
For  he  who  dies  believing, 

Dies  safely  through  Thy  love.     Amen. 

St.  Bernard  of  Clairvaux,  1091-11 53;  Tr.  Rev.  Sir  Henry  W.  Baker,  1861. 


159  cm. 

THERE  is  a  green  hill  far  away, 
Without  a  city  wall, 
Where  the  dear  Lord  was  crucified 
Who  died  to  save  us  all. 

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HOLY   WEEK 


2  We  may  not  know,  we  cannot  tell, 

What  pains  He  had  to  bear, 
But  we  believe  it  was  for  us 
He  hung  and  suffered  there. 

3  He  died  that  we  might  be  forgiven, 

He  died  to  make  us  good, 
That  we  might  go  at  last  to  heaven, 
Saved  by  His  precious  blood. 

4  There  was  no  other  good  enough 

To  pay  the  price  of  sin, 
He  only  could  unlock  the  gate 
Of  heaven,  and  let  us  in. 

5  O  dearly,  dearly  has  He  loved! 

And  we  must  love  Him  too, 
And  trust  in  His  redeeming  blood, 
And  try  His  works  to  do. 

Mrs.  Cecil  Frances  Alexander,  1848. 


160  L.M. 

E  sing  the  praise  of  Him  Who  died, 
Of  Him  Who  died  upon  the  cross; 
The  sinner's  hope  let  men  deride : 
For  this  we  count  the  world  but  loss. 


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2  Inscribed  upon  the  cross  we  see 

In  shining  letters,  God  is  love: 
He  bears  our  sins  upon  the  tree: 
He  brings  us  mercy  from  above. 

3  The  cross,  it  takes  our  guilt  away; 

It  holds  the  fainting  spirit  up; 
It  cheers  with  hope  the  gloomy  day, 
And  sweetens  every  bitter  cup. 

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4  It  makes  the  coward  spirit  brave, 

And  nerves  the  feeble  arm  for  fight; 
It  takes  its  terror  from  the  grave, 
And  gilds  the  bed  of  death  with  light. 

5  The  balm  of  life,  the  cure  of  woe, 

The  measure  and  the  pledge  of  love, 
The  sinner's  refuge  here  below, 

The  angels'  theme  in  heaven  above. 

Rev.  Thomas  Kelly,  1815. 


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161  8.8.7.8.8.7. 

T  the  cross  her  station  keeping, 
Stood  the  mournful  mother  weeping, 
Where  He  hung,  the  dying  Lord ; 
For  her  soul  of  joy  bereaved, 
Bowed  with  anguish  deeply  grieved, 
Felt  the  sharp  and  piercing  sword. 

O  how  sad  and  sore  distressed 
Now  was  she,  that  mother  blessed 

Of  the  sole-begotten  One. 
Deep  the  woe  of  her  affliction, 
When  she  saw  the  crucifixion 

Of  her  ever-glorious  Son. 

Who,  on  Christ's  dear  mother  gazing, 
Pierced  by  anguish  so  amazing, 

Born  of  woman,  would  not  weep? 
Who,  on  Christ's  dear  mother  thinking, 
Such  a  cup  of  sorrow  drinking, 

Would  not  share  her  sorrows  deep? 

For  His  people's  sins  chastised, 
She  beheld  her  Son  despised, 

Scourged,  and  crowned  with  thorns  entwined; 

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Saw  Him  then  from  judgment  taken, 
And  in  death  by  all  forsaken, 
Till  His  spirit  He  resigned. 

Jesus,  may  her  deep  devotion 
Stir  in  me  the  same  emotion, 

Fount  of  love,  Redeemer  kind; 
That  my  heart  fresh  ardour  gaining, 
And  a  purer  love  attaining, 

May  with  Thee  acceptance  find.    Amen. 

Latin,  12th  cent.;  Tr.  Bishop  Richard  Mant,  1833, 
and  Rev.  Edward  Caswall,  1849,  cento. 


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162  6.5.6.5. 

LORY  be  to  Jesus, 
Who  in  bitter  pains 
Poured  for  me  the  life-blood 

From  His  sacred  veins! 
Grace  and  life  eternal 
In  that  blood  I  find, 
Blest  be  His  compassion 
Infinitely  kind! 

Blest  through  endless  ages 

Be  the  precious  stream, 
Which  from  sin  and  sorrow 

Doth  the  world  redeem! 
Abel's  blood  for  vengeance 

Pleaded  to  the  skies; 
But  the  blood  of  Jesus 

For  our  pardon  cries. 

Oft  as  earth  exulting 

Wafts  its  praise  on  high, 
Angel  hosts,  rejoicing, 

Make  their  glad  reply. 

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Lift  ye  then  your  voices; 

Swell  the  mighty  flood; 
Louder  still  and  louder 

Praise  the  precious  blood.     Amen. 

Italian;  Tr.  Rev.  Edward  Caswall,  1857. 


W§t  g>torp  of  tfje  Cross 

163  I.   THE  QUESTION  6.4.6.3. 

IN  His  own  raiment  clad, 
With  His  blood  dyed; 
Women  walk  sorrowing 

By  His  side. 

2  [Heavy  that  cross  to  Him, 

Weary  the  weight; 
One  who  will  help  Him  waits 

At  the  gate. 

3  See!  they  are  traveling 

On  the  same  road; 
Simon  is  sharing  with 

Him  the  load.] 

4  O  whither  wandering 

Bear  they  that  tree? 
He  WTho  first  carries  it, 

Who  is  He? 


II.  THE  ANSWER 

5  Follow  to  Calvary; 

Tread  where  He  trod, 
He  Who  forever  was 

Son  of  God. 

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6  [You  who  would  love  Him  stand, 

Gaze  at  His  face: 
Tarry  awhile  on  your 

Earthly  race. 

7  As  the  swift  moments  fly 

Through  the  blest  week, 
Read  the  great  story  the 

Cross  will  teach.] 

8  Is  there  no  beauty  to 

You  who  pass  by, 
In  that  lone  figure  which 

Marks  that  sky? 

III.  THE  STORY  OF  THE  CROSS 

9  On  the  cross  lifted 

Thy  face  we  scan, 
Bearing  that  cross  for  us, 

Son  of  man. 

10  Thorns  form  Thy  diadem, 

Rough  wood  Thy  throne; 
For  us  Thy  blood  is  shed, 

Us  alone. 

1 1  No  pillow  under  Thee 

To  rest  Thy  head ; 
Only  the  splintered  cross 

Is  Thy  bed. 

1 2  [Nails  pierced  Thy  hands  and  feet, 

Thy  side  the  spear; 
No  voice  is  nigh  to  say 

Help  is  near. 

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13  Shadows  of  midnight  fall, 

Though  it  is  day : 
Thy  friends  and  kinsfolk  stand 
Far  away. 

14  Loud  is  Thy  bitter  cry; 

Sunk  on  Thy  breast 
Hangeth  Thy  bleeding  head 

Without  rest. 

15  Loud  scoffs  the  dying  thief, 

Who  mocks  at  Thee: 
Can  it,  my  Saviour,  be 

All  for  me? 

16  Gazing,  afar  from  Thee, 

Silent  and  lone, 
Stand  those  few  weepers  Thou 

Callest  Thine  own. 

17  I  see  Thy  title,  Lord, 

Inscribed  above; 
"  Jesus  of  Nazareth," 

King  of  Love.] 

18  What,  O  my  Saviour, 

Here  didst  Thou  see, 
Which  made  Thee  suffer  and 

Die  for  me? 


[IV.  THE  APPEAL 

19  Child  of  My  grief  and  pain, 
Watched  by  My  love; 
I  came  to  call  thee  to 

Realms  above. 


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20  I  saw  thee  wandering 

Far  off  from  Me: 
In  love  I  seek  for  thee; 

Do  not  flee. 

21  For  thee  My  blood  I  shed, 

For  thee  alone; 
I  came  to  purchase  thee, 

For  Mine  own. 

22  Weep  thou  not  for  My  grief, 

Child  of  My  love: 
Strive  to  be  with  Me  in 

Heaven  above.] 

V.  THE  RESPONSE 

23  O  I  will  follow  Thee, 

Star  of  my  soul, 
Through  the  deep  shades  of  life 
To  the  goal. 

24  Yea,  let  Thy  cross  be  borne 

Each  day  by  me; 
Mind  not  how  heavy,  if 

But  with  Thee. 

25  Lord,  if  Thou  only  wilt, 

Make  us  Thine  own, 
Give  no  companion,  save 

Thee  alone. 

26  Grant  through  each  day  of  life 

To  stand  by  Thee; 
With  Thee,  when  morning  breaks 

Ever  to  be.   Amen. 

Rev.  Edward  Monroe,  1864. 
The  hymn  may  be  shortened  by  omitting  the  bracketed  verses. 

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164  PART  I 

"Father,  forgive  them;  for  they  know  not  what  they  do." 
St.  Luke  xxiii.  34. 

JESUS,  in  Thy  dying  woes, 
Even -while  Thy  life-blood  flows, 
Craving  pardon  for  Thy  foes: 
Hear  us,  Holy  Jesus. 

2  Saviour,  for  our  pardon  sue, 
When  our  sins  Thy  pangs  renew, 
For  we  know  not  what  we  do : 

Hear  us,  Holy  Jesus. 

3  O  may  we,  who  mercy  need, 
Be  like  Thee  in  heart  and  deed, 
When  with  wrong  our  spirits  bleed: 

Hear  us,  Holy  Jesus. 

PART  II 

"To-day  shalt  thou  be  with  Me  in  Paradise." 
St.  Luke  xxiii.  43. 

1  Jesus,  pitying  the  sighs 

Of  the  thief,  who  near  Thee  dies, 
Promising  him  Paradise: 

Hear  us,  Holy  Jesus. 

2  May  we,  in  our  guilt  and  shame, 
Still  Thy  love  and  mercy  claim, 
Calling  humbly  on  Thy  Name: 

Hear  us,  Holy  Jesus. 

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3  O  remember  us  who  pine, 
Looking  from  our  cross  to  Thine; 
Cheer  our  souls  with  hope  divine : 
Hear  us,  Holy  Jesus. 


PART  III 

"Woman,  behold  thy  son!"  "Behold  thy  mother!" 
St.  John  xix.  26,  27. 

1  Jesus,  loving  to  the  end 

Her  whose  heart  Thy  sorrows  rend, 
And  Thy  dearest  human  friend, 
Hear  us,  Holy  Jesus. 

2  May  we  in  Thy  sorrows  share, 
And  for  Thee  all  peril  dare, 
And  enjoy  Thy  tender  care: 

Hear  us,  Holy  Jesus. 

3  May  we  all  Thy  loved  ones  be, 
All  one  holy  family, 

Loving  for  the  love  of  Thee: 
Hear  us,  Holy  Jesus. 


PART  IV 

"My  God,  My  God,  why  hast  Thou  forsaken  Me?' 
St.  Matt,  xxvii.  46. 

1  Jesus,  whelmed  in  fears  unknown, 
With  our  evil  left  alone, 

While  no  light  from  heaven  is  shown: 
Hear  us,  Holy  Jesus. 

2  When  we  vainly  seem  to  pray, 
And  our  hope  seems  far  away, 
In  the  darkness  be  our  stay: 

Hear  us,  Holy  Jesus. 

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3  Though  no  Father  seem  to  hear, 
Though  no  light  our  spirits  cheer, 
Tell  our  faith  that  God  is  near: 
Hear  us,  Holy  Jesus. 

PART  V 

"I  thirst."  —  St.  John  xix.  28. 

1  Jesus,  in  Thy  thirst  and  pain, 

While  Thy  wounds  Thy  life-blood  drain, 
Thirsting  more  our  love  to  gain : 
Hear  us,  Holy  Jesus. 

2  Thirst  for  us  in  mercy  still; 
All  Thy  holy  work  fulfill: 
Satisfy  Thy  loving  will: 

Hear  us,  Holy  Jesus. 

3  May  we  thirst  Thy  love  to  know; 
Lead  us  in  our  sin  and  woe 
Where  the  healing  waters  flow: 

Hear  us,  Holy  Jesus. 

PART  VI 

"It  is  finished."  —  St.  John  xix.  30. 

1  Jesus,  all  our  ransom  paid, 
All  Thy  Father's  will  obeyed, 
By  Thy  sufferings  perfect  made: 

Hear  us,  Holy  Jesus. 

2  Save  us  in  our  soul's  distress, 
Be  our  help  to  cheer  and  bless, 
While  we  grow  in  holiness: 

Hear  us,  Holy  Jesus. 

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3  Brighten  all  our  heavenward  way 
With  an  ever  holier  ray, 
Till  we  pass  to  perfect  day: 
Hear  us,  Holy  Jesus. 


PART  VII 

"  Father,  into  Thy  hands  I  commend  My  spirit." 
St.  Luke  xxiii.  46. 

1  Jesus,  all  Thy  labour  vast, 
All  Thy  woe  and  conflict  past, 
Yielding  up  Thy  soul  at  last: 

Hear  us,  Holy  Jesus. 

2  When  the  death  shades  round  us  lower, 
Guard  us  from  the  tempter's  power, 
Keep  us  in  that  trial  hour : 

Hear  us,  Holy  Jesus. 

3  May  Thy  life  and  death  supply 
Grace  to  live  and  grace  to  die, 
Grace  to  reach  the  home  on  high: 

Hear  us,  Holy  Jesus.    Amen. 

Rev.  Thomas  B.  Pollock,  1870. 


Caster  Chen 

165  7s.  six  lines. 

ESTING  from  His  work  to-day, 
In  the  tomb  the  Saviour  lay; 
Still  He  slept,  from  head  to  feet 
Shrouded  in  the  winding  sheet, 
Lying  in  the  rock  alone, 
Hidden  by  the  sealed  stone. 


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2  Late  at  even  there  was  seen 
Watching  long  the  Magdalene; 
Early,  ere  the  break  of  day, 
Sorrowful  she  took  her  way 
To  the  holy  garden  glade, 
Where  her  buried  Lord  was  laid. 

3  So  with  Thee,  till  life  shall  end, 
I  would  solemn  vigil  spend: 

Let  me  hew  Thee,  Lord,  a  shrine 
In  this  rocky  heart  of  mine, 
Where  in  pure  embalmed  cell 
None  but  Thou  may  ever  dwell. 

4  Myrrh  and  spices  will  I  bring, 
True  affection's  offering; 

Close  the  door  from  sight  and  sound 
Of  the  busy  world  around ; 
And  in  patient  watch  remain 
Till  my  Lord  appear  again.     Amen. 

Rev.  Thomas  Whytehead,  1842,  cento. 


CM. 

LIE  grave  itself  a  garden  is, 
Where  loveliest  flowers  abound; 
Since  Christ,  our  never-fading  life, 
Sprang  from  that  holy  ground. 


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2  0  give  us  grace  to  die  to  sin, 

That  we,  0  Lord,  may  have 
A  holy,  happy  rest  in  Thee, 
A  Sabbath  in  the  grave. 

3  Thou,  Lord,  baptized  in  Thine  own  blood, 

And  buried  in  the  grave, 
Didst  raise  Thyself  to  endless  life, 
Omnipotent  to  save. 

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4  Baptized  into  Thy  death  we  died, 

And  buried  were  with  Thee, 
That  we  might  live  with  Thee  to  God, 
And  ever  blest  might  be. 

5  Lord,  through  the  grave  and  gate  of  death 

May  we,  with  Thee,  arise 
To  an  eternal  Easter  day 
Of  glory  in  the  skies!   Amen. 

Bishop  Christopher  Wordsworth,  1862. 


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167  8.6.8.6.6.6.6.6. 

PARADISE,  O  Paradise, 
Who  doth  not  crave  for  rest? 
Who  would  not  seek  the  happy  land 

Where  they  that  loved  are  blest; 
Where  loyal  hearts  and  true 

Stand  ever  in  the  light, 
All  rapture,  through  and  through, 
In  God's  most  holy  sight. 

O  Paradise,  O  Paradise, 

The  world  is  growing  old ; 
Who  would  not  be  at  rest  and  free 

Where  love  is  never  cold? 
Where  loyal  hearts,  etc. 

0  Paradise,  O  Paradise, 

We  long  to  sin  no  more; 
We  long  to  be  as  pure  on  earth 

As  on  Thy  spotless  shore; 
Where  loyal  hearts,  etc. 

0  Paradise,  O  Paradise, 

We  shall  not  wait  for  long; 
E'en  now  the  loving  ear  may  catch 

Faint  fragments  of  thy  song; 
Where  loyal  hearts,  etc. 

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5  Lord  Jesus,  King  of  Paradise, 
0  keep  us  in  Thy  love, 
And  guide  us  to  that  happy  land 
Of  perfect  rest  above; 

Where  loyal  hearts,  etc.    Amen. 

Rev.  Frederick  William  Faber,  1862,  alt. 

Also  the  following 

15  Holy  Father,  cheer  our  way 
412  When  our  heads  are  bowed  with  woe 
414  God  of  the  living,  in  whose  eyes 
462  0  Thou  in  Whom  Thy  saints  repose 


Carter  Bap 

168  10.10.  with  refrain. 


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AIL !  festal  day,  to  endless  ages  known, 
When  Christ,  o'er  death  victorious,  gained  His 
throne. 


2  Now  with  the  Lord  of  new  and  heavenly  birth, 
His  gifts  return  to  grace  the  springing  earth. 

3  He  reigns  supreme,  Who  died  the  death  of  shame; 
And  all  created  things  adore  His  Name. 

4  Fulfill  Thy  promise,  King  of  love,  we  pray! 
The  third  morn  brightens;  rise,  and  come  away. 

5  No  mouldering  tomb  shall  hold  Thee  in  repose; 
No  stone  the  ransom  of  the  world  enclose. 

6  Who  holdest  all  things  in  Thy  hollowed  hand, 
No  rocky  barrier  can  before  Thee  stand. 

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7  Cast  off  Thy  grave-clothes;  let  them  there  remain: 
Come  forth  to  us,  our  All,  our  only  gain. 

8  Creator,  Fount  of  Life,  Thou  knowest  the  grave; 
And  thence  returning,  Thou  art  strong  to  save. 

9  Light  of  the  world,  show  us  Thy  face  once  more, 
The  day  that  died  with  Thee,  to-day  restore. 

10  A  countless  people,  from  death's  fetters  free, 
Own  Thee  Redeemer,  join  and  follow  Thee. 

1 1  The  shades  of  death  are  pierced,  his  laws  undone, 
And  trembling  chaos  flees  the  rising  sun.     Amen. 

Venantius  Fortunatus,  c.  530-60Q;  Tr.  Rev.  Theodore  A .  Lacey,  ii 


169  lis.  five  lines. 

WELCOME,  happy  morning!"  age  to  age  shall  say: 
Hell  to-day  is  vanquished,  heaven  is  won  to-day! 
Lo!  the  Dead  is  living,  God  forevermore! 
Him  their  true  Creator,  all  His  works  adore! 
" Welcome,  happy  morning!"  age  to  age  shall  say. 

2  Earth  her  joy  confesses,  clothing  her  for  spring, 
All  fresh  gifts  returned  with  her  returning  King: 
Bloom  in  every  meadow,  leaves  on  every  bough, 
Speak  His  sorrow  ended,  hail  His  triumph  now. 
Hell  to-day  is  vanquished,  heaven  is  won  to-day! 

3  Months  in  due  succession,  days  of  lengthening  light, 
Hours  and  passing  moments  praise  Thee  in  their  flight. 
Brightness  of  the  morning,  sky  and  fields  and  sea, 
Vanquisher  of  darkness,  bring  their  praise  to  Thee. 

" Welcome,  happy  morning!"  age  to  age  shall  say. 

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4  Maker  and  Redeemer,  life  and  health  of  all, 
Thou  from  heaven  beholding  human  nature's  fall, 
Of  the  Father's  Godhead  true  and  only  Son, 
Manhood  to  deliver,  manhood  didst  put  on. 
Hell  to-day  is  vanquished,  heaven  is  won  to-day! 

5  Thou,  of  life  the  Author,  death  didst  undergo, 
Tread  the  path  of  darkness,  saving  strength  to  show; 
Come  then,  True  and  Faithful,  now  fulfill  Thy  word, 
'T  is  Thine  own  third  morning!  rise,  O  buried  Lord! 
" Welcome,  happy  morning!"  age  to  age  shall  say. 

6  Loose  the  souls  long  prisoned,  bound  with  Satan's  chain : 
All  that  now  is  fallen  raise  to  life  again; 

Show  Thy  face  in  brightness,  bid  the  nations  see; 
Bring  again  our  daylight:  day  returns  with  Thee! 
Hell  to-day  is  vanquished,  heaven  is  won  to-day.  Amen. 

Venantius  Fortunatus,  c.  530-60Q;  Tr.  Rev.  John  Ellerton,  1868. 

170  7.6.7.6.  double. 

COME,  ye  faithful,  raise  the  strain 
Of  triumphant  gladness; 
God  hath  brought  His  Israel 

Into  joy  from  sadness; 
Loosed  from  Pharaoh's  bitter  yoke 

Jacob's  sons  and  daughters; 
Led  them  with  unmoistened  foot 
Through  the  Red  Sea  waters. 

2  'T  is  the  spring  of  souls  to-day; 

Christ  hath  burst  His  prison, 
And  from  three  days'  sleep  in  death 

As  a  sun  hath  risen ; 
All  the  winter  of  our  sins, 

Long  and  dark,  is  flying 
From  His  light,  to  Whom  we  give 

Laud  and  praise  undying. 

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EASTER   DAY 


3  Now  the  queen  of  seasons,  bright 

With  the  day  of  splendour, 
With  the  royal  feast  of  feasts, 

Comes  its  joy  to  render; 
Comes  to  glad  Jerusalem, 

Who  with  true  affection 
Welcomes  in  unwearied  strains 

Jesus'  resurrection. 

4  Neither  might  the  gates  of  death, 

Nor  the  tomb's  dark  portal, 
Nor  the  watchers,  nor  the  seal, 

Hold  Thee  as  a  mortal: 
But  to-day  amidst  Thine  own 

Thou  didst  stand,  bestowing 
That  Thy  peace  which  evermore 

Passeth  human  knowing.   Amen. 

St.  John  of  Damascus,  750;  Tr.  Rev.  John  Mason  Neale,  1853. 

171  7.6.7.6.  double. 

THE  day  of  resurrection ! 
Earth,  tell  it  out  abroad ; 
The  Passover  of  gladness, 

The  Passover  of  God. 
From  death  to  life  eternal, 

From  earth  unto  the  sky, 
Our  Christ  hath  brought  us  over 
With  hymns  of  victory.  ' 

2  Our  hearts  be  pure  from  evil, 

That  we  may  see  aright 
The  Lord  in  rays  eternal 

Of  resurrection-light; 
And,  listening  to  His  accents, 

May  hear  so  calm  and  plain 
His  own  "All  hail,"  and,  hearing, 

May  raise  the  victor  strain. 

157 


EASTER   DAY 


\  Now  let  the  heavens  be  joyful, 

Let  earth  her  song  begin, 
The  round  world  keep  high  triumph, 

And  all  that  is  therein; 
Let  all  things  seen  and  unseen 

Their  notes  together  blend, 
For  Christ  the  Lord  is  risen, 

Our  joy  that  hath  no  end.     Amen. 

St.  John  of  Damascus,  750;  Tr.  Rev.  John  Mason  Neale,  1853. 


172  7.7.7.7.  with  alleluia. 

JESUS  CHRIST  is  risen  to-day, 
Our  triumphant  holy  day, 
Who  did  once  upon  the  cross 
Suffer  to  redeem  our  loss. 

Alleluia ! 

2  Hymns  of  praise  then  let  us  sing 
Unto  Christ,  our  heavenly  King, 
Who  endured  the  cross  and  grave, 
Sinners  to  redeem  and  save. 

Alleluia! 

3  But  the  pains  which  He  endured, 
Our  salvation  have  procured; 
Now-  above  the  sky  He 's  King, 
Where  the  angels  ever  sing. 

Alleluia ! 

4  Sing  we  to  our  God  above 
Praise  eternal  as  His  love; 
Praise  Him,  all  ye  heavenly  host, 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

Alleluia !    Amen. 

Latin,  14th  cent.;  Tr.  Tale  and  Brady. 
158 


EASTER   DAY 


173  8.8.6.8.8.6. 

COME,  see  the  place  where  Jesus  lay, 
And  hear  angelic  watchers  say, 
"He  lives,  Who  once  was  slain: 
Why  seek  the  living  midst  the  dead? 
Remember  how  the  Saviour  said 
That  He  would  rise  again." 

2  O  joyful  sound !  0  glorious  hour, 
When  by  His  own  Almighty  power 

He  rose  and  left  the  grave! 
Now  let  our  songs  His  triumph  tell, 
Who  burst  the  bands  of  death  and  hell, 

And  ever  lives  to  save. 

3  The  First-begotten  of  the  dead, 
For  us  He  rose,  our  glorious  Head, 

Immortal  life  to  bring; 
What  though  the  saints  like  Him  shall  die, 
They  share  their  Leader's  victory, 

And  triumph  with  their  King. 

4  No  more  they  tremble  at  the  grave, 
For  Jesus  will  their  spirits  save, 

And  raise  their  slumbering  dust: 
O  risen  Lord,  in  Thee  we  live, 
To  Thee  our  ransomed  souls  we  give, 

To  Thee  our  bodies  trust.     Amen. 

Rev.  Thomas  Kelly,  1814.,  alt. 

174  8.8.8.4. 

THE  strife  is  o'er,  the  battle  done, 
The  victory  of  life  is  won; 
The  song  of  triumph  has  begun. 

Alleluia! 

159 


EASTER   DAY 


2  The  powers  of  death  have  done  their  worst, 
But  Christ  their  legions  hath  dispersed: 
Let  shout  of  holy  joy  outburst. 

Alleluia! 


3  The  three  sad  days  are  quickly  sped; 
He  rises  glorious  from  the  dead: 
All  glory  to  our  risen  Head! 

Alleluia! 


4  He  closed  the  yawning  gates  of  hell, 
The  bars  from  heaven's  high  portals  fell ; 
Let  hymns  of  praise  His  triumphs  tell ! 

Alleluia! 


Lord!  by  the  stripes  which  wounded  Thee, 
From  death's  dread  sting  Thy  servants  free, 
That  we  may  live  and  sing  to  Thee. 

Alleluia!     Amen. 

Anon.  Latin;  Tr.  Rev.  Francis  Pott,' 1 86 1. 


175  7.8.7.8.  with  alleluia. 

JESUS  lives!  thy  terrors  now 
Can  no  longer,  death,  appall  us; 
Jesus  lives!  by  this  we  know 

Thou,  O  grave,  canst  not  enthrall  us. 
Alleluia! 


2  Jesus  lives!  henceforth  is  death 
But  the  gate  of  life  immortal; 
This  shall  calm  our  trembling  breath, 
When  we  pass  its  gloomy  portal. 
Alleluia! 


160 


i 


EASTER   DAY 


3  Jesus  lives !  for  us  He  died ; 

Then,  alone  to  Jesus  living, 
Pure  in  heart  may  we  abide, 
Glory  to  our  Saviour  giving. 

Alleluia! 

4  Jesus  lives!  our  hearts  know  well 

Naught  from  us  His  love  shall  sever; 
Life,  nor  death,  nor  powers  of  hell 
Tear  us  from  His  keeping  ever. 
Alleluia ! 

5  Jesus  lives!  to  Him  the  throne 

Over  all  the  world  is  given: 
May  we  go  where  He  has  gone, 

Rest  and  reign  with  Him  in  heaven. 

Alleluia!     Amen. 

Christian  F.  Gellert,  1757;  Tr.  Frances  E.  Cox,  1841,  alt. 


176  7.7.7.7. 

CHRIST  the  Lord  is  risen  to-day, 
Sons  of  men  and  angels  say: 
Raise  your  joys  and  triumphs  high, 
Sing,  ye  heavens,  and  earth  reply. 

2  Love's  redeeming  work  is  done, 
Fought  the  fight,  the  victory  won, 
Jesus'  agony  is  o'er, 

Darkness  veils  the  earth  no  more. 

3  Vain  the  stone,  the  watch,  the  seal, 
Christ  hath  burst  the  gates  of  hell; 
Death  in  vain  forbids  Him  rise, 
Christ  hath  opened  Paradise. 

161 


EASTER   DAY 


4  Soar  we  now  where  Christ  hath  led, 
Following  our  exalted  Head: 
Made  like  Him,  like  Him  we  rise; 
Ours  the  cross,  the  grave,  the  skies. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley,  173Q,  alt. 

177  p.m. 

ANGELS,  roll  the  rock  away! 
Death,  yield  up  the  mighty  Prey! 
See,  the  Saviour  quits  the  tomb, 
Glowing  with  immortal  bloom. 

Alleluia!  alleluia! 
Christ  the  Lord  is  risen  to-day. 

2  Shout,  ye  seraphs;  angels,  raise 
Your  eternal  song  of  praise; 
Let  the  earth's  remotest  bound 
Echo  to  the  blissful  sound. 

Alleluia!  alleluia! 
Christ  the  Lord  is  risen  to-day. 

3  Holy  Father,  Holy  Son, 
Holy  Spirit,  Three  in  One, 
Glory  as  of  old  to  Thee, 
Now  and  evermore  shall  be. 

Alleluia!  alleluia! 
Christ  the  Lord  is  risen  to-day.     Amen. 

Rev.  Thomas  Scott,  176Q,  and  Rev.  Thomas  Gibbons,  1775. 


A 


178  7s.  eight  lines. 

T  the  Lamb's  high  feast  we  sing 
Praise  to  our  victorious  King, 
Who  hath  washed  us  in  the  tide 
Flowing  from  His  pierced  side; 
Praise  we  Him,  Whose  love  divine 
Gives  His  sacred  blood  for  wine, 

162 


EASTER   DAY 


Gives  His  body  for  the  feast, 
Christ  the  victim,  Christ  the  priest. 

Where  the  Paschal  blood  is  poured, 
Death's  dark  angel  sheathes  his  sword; 
Israel's  hosts  triumphant  go 
Through  the  wave  that  drowns  the  foe. 
Praise  we  Christ,  Whose  blood  was  shed, 
Paschal  victim,  Paschal  bread; 
With  sincerity  and  love 
Eat  we  manna  from  above. 

Mighty  victim  from  the  sky, 
Hell's  fierce  powers  beneath  Thee  lie; 
Thou  hast  conquered  in  the  fight, 
Thou  hast  brought  us  lif e  and  light : 
Now  no  more  can  death  appall, 
Now  no  more  the  grave  enthrall; 
Thou  hast  opened  Paradise, 
And  in  Thee  Thy  saints  shall  rise. 

Easter  triumph,  Easter  joy, 
Sin  alone  can  this  destroy; 
From  sin's  power  do  Thou  set  free 
Souls  newborn,  O  Lord,  in  Thee. 
Hymns  of  glory  and  of  praise, 
Risen  Lord,  to  Thee  we  raise; 
Holy  Father,  praise  to  Thee, 
With  the  Spirit,  ever  be.     Amen. 

Latin;  Tr.  Robert  Campbell,  1840, 


179  8.7.8.7.7.7. 

"E  is  risen,  He  is  risen; 
Tell  it  out  with  joyful  voice : 
He  has  burst  His  three  days'  prison; 
Let  the  whole  wide  earth  rejoice: 

163 


H 


EASTER   DAY 


Death  is  conquered,  man  is  free, 
Christ  has  won  the  victory. 

Come,  ye  sad  and  fearful-hearted, 
With  glad  smile  and  radiant  brow : 

Lent's  long  shadows  have  departed; 
All  His  woes  are  over  now, 

And  the  passion  that  He  bore : 

Sin  and  pain  can  vex  no  more. 

Come,  with  high  and  holy  hymning, 
Chant  our  Lord's  triumphant  lay; 

Not  one  darksome  cloud  is  dimming 
Yonder  glorious  morning  ray, 

Breaking  o'er  the  purple  east, 

Symbol  of  our  Easter  feast. 

He  is  risen,  He  is  risen; 

He  hath  opened  heaven's  gate : 
We  are  free  from  sin's  dark  prison, 

Risen  to  a  holier  state; 
And  a  brighter  Easter  beam 
On  our  longing  eyes  shall  stream. 

Mrs.  Cecil  Frances  Alexander,  1846. 


180  7.7.7.7. 

kORTY  days  of  Eastertide 
Thou  didst  visit  oft  Thine  own; 
Now  by  glimpses,  Lord,  descried, 

Handled  now,  and  proved,  and  known: 


F' 


Known,  most  Merciful,  yet  veiled; 

Else  before  the  awful  sight 
Surely  heart  and  flesh  had  failed, 

Smitten  with  exceeding  light. 


164 


EASTER   DAY 


3  Risen  Master,  fain  would  we, 

Sharing  these  unearthly  days, 
Morn  and  eve,  on  shore  and  sea, 

Watch  Thy  movements,  mark  Thy  ways; 

4  Catch  by  faith  each  glad  surprise 

Of  Thy  footsteps  drawing  nigh; 
Hear  Thy  sudden  greeting  rise, 
" Peace  be  to  you!    It  is  I!" 

5  Secrets  of  the  kingdom  learn, 

Read  the  vision  open  spread, 
Feel  Thy  word  within  us  burn, 
Know  Thee  in  the  broken  bread. 

6  So  Thy  glory's  skirts  beside, 

Gently  led  from  grace  to  grace, 
We  Thy  coming  may  abide, 
And  adore  Thee  face  to  face.     Amen. 

Rev.  Jackson  Mason,  i88q. 

A  Iso  the  following 

192  Alleluia!  sing  to  Jesus 
518  Alleluia!  Alleluia 

553  Easter  flowers  are  blooming  bright 

554  O  sons  and  daughters,  let  us  sing 

555  Joy  dawned  again  on  Easter  Day 

556  God  hath  sent  His  angels 

557  On  wings  of  living  light 

FOR   SUNDAYS  AFTER   EASTER 

212  How  firm  a  foundation 

251  O  God  of  God!  0  Light  of  Light 

259  Praise  to  the  Holiest  in  the  height 

326  The  King  of  love  my  Shepherd  is 

406  Peace,  perfect  peace 

448  Jesus,  still  lead  on 

472  Triumphant  Sion,  lift  thy  head 

514  There  is  a  blessed  home 

522  Rejoice,  the  Lord  is  King 

165 


ROGATION   DAYS 


o 


legation  ©apg 

181  '  D.C.M. 

JESUS,  crowned  with  all  renown, 
Since  Thou  the  earth  hast  trod, 
Thou  reignest,  and  by  Thee  come  down 

Henceforth  the  gifts  of  God. 
Thine  is  the  health  and  Thine  the  wealth 

That  in  our  halls  abound, 
And  Thine  the  beauty  and  the  joy 
With  which  the  years  are  crowned. 

Lord,  in  their  change,  let  frost  and  heat, 

And  winds  and  dews  be  given; 
All  fostering  power,  all  influence  sweet, 

Breathe  from  the  bounteous  heaven. 
Attemper  fair  with  gentle  air 

The  sunshine  and  the  rain. 
That  kindly  earth  with  timely  birth 

May  yield  her  fruits  again : 

That  we  may  feed  the  poor  aright, 

And,  gathering  round  Thy  throne, 
Here,  in  the  holy  angels'  sight, 

Repay  Thee  of  Thine  own: 
That  we  may  praise  Thee  all  our  days, 

And  with  the  Father's  Name, 
And  with  the  Holy  Spirit's  gifts, 

The  Saviour's  love  proclaim.    Amen. 

Archbishop  Edward  White  Benson,  i860,  alt. 


L' 


182  cm. 

ORD,  in  Thy  Name  Thy  servants  plead, 
And  Thou  hast  sworn  to  hear; 
Thine  is  the  harvest,  Thine  the  seed, 
The  fresh  and  fading  year. 

166 


ROGATION   DAYS 


2  Our  hope,  when  autumn  winds  blew  wild, 

We  trusted,  Lord,  with  Thee; 
And  now  that  spring  has  on  us  smiled, 
We  wait  on  Thy  decree. 

3  The  former  and  the  latter  rain, 

The  summer  sun  and  air, 
The  green  ear,  and  the  golden  grain, 
All  Thine,  are  ours  by  prayer. 

4  Thine,  too,  by  right,  and  ours  by  grace, 

The  wondrous  growth  unseen, 
The  hopes  that  soothe,  the  fears  that  brace, 
The  love  that  shines  serene. 

5  So  grant  the  precious  things  brought  forth 

By  sun  and  moon  below, 
That  Thee,  in  Thy  new  heavens  and  earth, 
We  never  may  forego.     Amen. 

Rev.  John  Keble,  1856. 


T 


183  6.6.6.6,8.8. 

^O  Thee  our  God  we  fly 
For  mercy  and  for  grace; 
O  hear  our  lowly  cry 

And  hide  not  Thou  Thy  face. 
O  Lord,  stretch  forth  Thy  mighty  hand. 
And  guard  and  bless  our  fatherland. 

2  Arise,  O  Lord  of  hosts; 

Be  jealous  for  Thy  Name, 
And  drive  from  out  our  coasts 

The  sins  that  put  to  shame. 
O  Lord,  stretch  forth  Thy  mighty  hand, 
And  guard  and  bless  our  fatherland. 

167 


ROGATION   DAYS 


3  Thy  best  gifts  from  on  high 

In  rich  abundance  pour 
That  we  may  magnify 

And  praise  Thee  more  and  more. 
O  Lord,  stretch  forth  Thy  mighty  hand, 
And  guard  and  bless  our  fatherland. 

4  The  powers  ordained  by  Thee, 

With  heavenly  wisdom  bless; 
May  they  Thy  servants  be, 

And  rule  in  righteousness. 
O  Lord,  stretch  forth  Thy  mighty  hand, 
And  guard  and  bless  our  fatherland. 

5  The  Church  of  Thy  dear  Son 

Inflame  with  love's  pure  fire, 
Bind  her  once  more  in  one, 

And  life  and  truth  inspire. 
,0  Lord,  stretch  forth  Thy  mighty  hand, 
And  guard  and  bless  our  fatherland. 

6  Give  peace,  Lord,  in  our  time; 

O  let  no  foe  draw  nigh, 
Nor  lawless  deed  of  crime 

Insult  Thy  Majesty. 
O  Lord,  stretch  forth  Thy  mighty  hand, 
And  guard  and  bless  our  fatherland.     Amen. 

Bishop  W.  Walsham  How,  1871. 

Also  the  following 
426  We  plow  the  fields,  and  scatter 


168 


ASCENSION   DAY 


®f)e  gtecengton  ©ap 

184  10.10.  with  refrain. 

HAIL !  festal  day !  to  endless  ages  known, 
When  God  ascended  to  His  starry  throne. 

2  Now  with  the  Lord  of  new  and  heavenly  birth, 
His  gifts  return  to  grace  the  springing  earth. 

3  Now  glows  the  earth,  with  painted  flowers'  array, 
And  warmer  light  unbars  the  gates  of  day. 

4  Now  Christ,  from  gloomy  hell,  comes  triumphing, 
And  field  and  grove  with  flower  and  leafage  spring. 

5  The  reign  of  death  o'erthrown,  He  mounts  on  high, 
Sent  forth  with  joyous  praise  from  sea  and  sky. 

6  Loose  now  the  captives,  loose  the  prison  door, 
The  fallen,  from  the  deep,  to  light  restore. 

7  A  countless  people,  from  death's  fetters  free, 
Own  Thee  Redeemer,  join,  and  follow  Thee. 

8  Creator  and  Redeemer,  Christ  our  Light! 
The  One  begotten  of  the  Father's  might; 

9  Co-equal,  Co-eternal,  Thou  to  Whom 

The  kingdom  of  the  world  decreed  shall  come; 

10  Thou,  looking  on  our  race  in  darkness  laid, 
To  rescue  man,  true  Man  Thyself  wast  made. 

Venantius  Fortunalus,  c.  530-6og;  Tr.  Rev.  Theodore  A .  Lacey,  1884. 
169 


ASCENSION   DAY 


185  8.7.8.7.4.7. 

OOK,  ye  saints;  the  sight  is  glorious; 


L' 


See  the  "Man  of  sorrows"  now; 
From  the  fight  returned  victorious, 
Every  knee  to  Him  shall  bow; 

Crown  Him !  Crown  Him ! 
Crowns  become  the  Victor's  brow. 

Crown  the  Saviour,  angels  crown  Him; 

Rich  the  trophies  Jesus  brings; 
On  the  seat  of  power  enthrone  Him, 

While  the  vault  of  heaven  rings; 
Crown  Him !  Crown  Him ! 

Crown  the  Saviour  King  of  kings. 

Sinners  in  derision  crowned  Him, 
Mocking  thus  the  Saviour's  claim; 

Saints  and  angels  crowd  around  Him, 
Own  His  title,  praise  His  Name: 

Crown  Him !  Crown  Him ! 
Spread  abroad  the  Victor's  fame ! 

Hark !  those  bursts  of  acclamation ! 

Hark!  those  loud  triumphant  chords! 
Jesus  takes  the  highest  station; 

O  what  joy  the  sight  affords ! 
Crown  Him!  Crown  Him! 

King  of  kings,  and  Lord  of  lords.     Amen. 

Rev.  Thomas  Kelly,  i8og. 


L 


186  L.M. 

IFT  up  your  heads,  ye  mighty  gates ! 
Behold  the  King  of  glory  waits; 
The  King  of  kings  is  drawing  near; 
The  Saviour  of  the  world  is  here. 

170 


ASCENSION   DAY 


2  The  Lord  is  just,  a  helper  tried ; 
Mercy  is  ever  at  His  side; 

His  kingly  crown  is  holiness; 
His  scepter,  pity  in  distress. 

3  0  blest  the  land,  the  city  blest, 
Where  Christ  the  Ruler  is  confessed ! 
O  happy  hearts  and  happy  homes 

To  whom  this  King  of  triumph  comes ! 

4  Fling  wide  the  portals  of  your  heart ! 
Make  it  a  temple,  set  apart 

From  earthly  use  for  heaven's  employ, 
Adorned  with  prayer  and  love  and  joy. 

5  Redeemer,  come !  I  open  wide 

My  heart  to  Thee :  here,  Lord,  abide ! 
Let  me  Thy  inner  presence  feel: 
Thy  grace  and  love  in  me  reveal. 

6  So  come,  my  Sovereign !  enter  in ! 
Let  new  and  nobler  life  begin ! 
Thy  Holy  Spirit,  guide  us  on, 

Until  the  glorious  crown  be  won!     Amen. 

Rev.  George  Weissel,  1642;  Tr.  Catherine  Winkworth,  1855. 


187  L.M. 

|UR  Lord  is  risen  from  the  dead ; 
Our  Jesus  is  gone  up  on  high; 
The  powers  of  hell  are  captive  led, 
Dragged  to  the  portals  of  the  sky. 


O' 


There  His  triumphal  chariot  waits, 
And  angels  chant  the  solemn  lay: 

"Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  heavenly  gates," 
Ye  everlasting  doors,  give  way. 


171 


ASCENSION   DAY 


3  Loose  all  your  bars  of  massy  light, 

And  wide  unfold  the  radiant  scene; 
He  claims  those  mansions  as  His  right; 
Receive  the  King  of  glory  in. 

4  Who  is  the  King  of  glory,  Who? 

The  Lord  that  all  His  foes  o'ercame, 
The  world,  sin,  death,  and  hell  o'er  threw; 
And  Jesus  is  the  Conqueror's  name. 

5  Lo !  His  triumphal  chariot  waits, 

And  angels  chant  the  solemn  lay: 
"Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  heavenly  gates," 
Ye  everlasting  doors,  give  way. 

6  Who  is  the  King  of  glory,  Who? 

The  Lord,  of  boundless  power  possessed, 
The  King  of  saints  and  angels  too, 
God,  over  all,  forever  blest.     Amen. 

Rev.  John  Wesley  and  Rev.  Charles  Wesley,  1743. 

188  cm. 

THE  head,  that  once  was  crowned  with  thorns, 
Is  crowned  with  glory  now; 
A  royal  diadem  adorns 
The  mighty  Victor's  brow. 

2  The  highest  place  that  heaven  affords 

Is  His,  is  His  by  right, 
The  King  of  kings,  and  Lord  of  lords, 
And  heaven's  eternal  Light. 

3  The  joy  of  all  who  dwell  above; 

The  joy  of  all  below, 
To  whom  He  manifests  His  love 
And  grants  His  Name  to  know. 

172 


ASCENSION   DAY 


4  To  them  the  cross  with  all  its  shame, 

With  all  its  grace  is  given; 
Their  name,  an  everlasting  name, 
Their  joy,  the  joy  of  heaven. 

5  They  suffer  with  their  Lord  below, 

They  reign  with  Him  above, 
Their  profit  and  their  joy  to  know 
The  mystery  of  His  love. 

6  The  cross  He  bore  is  life  and  health, 

Though  shame  and  death  to  Him : 
His  people's  hope,  His  people's  wealth, 
Their  everlasting  theme. 

Rev.  Thomas  Kelly,  1820. 


189  D.S.M. 

THOU  art  gone  up  on  high 
To  mansions  in  the  skies; 
And  round  Thy  throne  unceasingly 

The  songs  of  praise  arise : 
But  we  are  lingering  here, 

With  sin  and  care  oppressed; 
Lord,  send  Thy  promised  Comforter, 
And  lead  us  to  Thy  rest. 

2  Thou  art  gone  up  on  high; 

But  Thou  didst  first  come  down, 
Through  earth's  most  bitter  agony, 

To  pass  unto  Thy  crown; 
And  girt  with  griefs  and  fears 

Our  onward  course  must  be; 
But  only  let  that  path  of  tears 

Lead  us  at  last  to  Thee. 

173 


ASCENSION   DAY 


Thou  art  gone  up  on  high; 

But  Thou  shalt  come  again, 
With  all  the  bright  ones  of  the  sky 

Attendant  in  Thy  train. 
Lord,  by  Thy  saving  power, 

So  make  us  live  and  die, 
That  we  may  stand,  in  that  dread  hour, 

At  Thy  right  hand  on  high.     Amen. 

Mrs.  Emma  Toke,  1851. 


C 


190  D.S.M. 

'ROWN  Him  with  many  crowns, 
The  Lamb  upon  His  throne; 
Hark!  how  the  heavenly  anthem  drowns 

All  music  but  its  own: 
Awake,  my  soul,  and  sing 

Of  Him  Who  died  for  thee, 
And  hail  Him  as  thy  matchless  King 
Through  all  eternity. 

Crown  Him  the  Son  of  God 

Before  the  worlds  began, 
And  ye,  who  tread  where  He  hath  trod, 

Crown  Him  the  Son  of  man; 
Who  every  grief  hath  known 

That  wrings  the  human  breast, 
And  takes  and  bears  them  for  His  own, 

That  all  in  Him  may  rest. 

Crown  Him  the  Lord  of  Life, 

Who  triumphed  o'er  the  grave, 
And  rose  victorious  in  the  strife 

For  those  He  came  to  save; 
His  glories  now  we  sing 

Who  died,  and  rose  on  high, 
Who  died,  eternal  life  to  bring, 

And  lives  that  death  may  die. 

174 


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Crown  Him  of  lords  the  Lord, 

Who  over  all  doth  reign, 
Who  once  on  earth,  the  Incarnate  Word, 

For  ransomed  sinners  slain, 
Now  lives  in  realms  of  light. 

Where  saints  with  angels  sing 
Their  songs  before  Him  day  and  night, 

Their  God,  Redeemer,  King. 

Crown  Him  the  Lord  of  heaven, 

Enthroned  in  worlds  above; 
Crown  Him  the  King,  to  Whom  is  given 

The  wondrous  name  of  Love. 
Crown  Him  with  many  crowns, 

As  thrones  before  Him  fall, 
Crown  Him,  ye  kings,  with  many  crowns, 

For  He  is  King  of  all.    Amen. 

Matthew  Bridges,  1851,  cento. 


H 


191  8.7.8.7.  double. 

ATL,  Thou  once  despised  Jesus! 
Hail,  Thou  Galilean  King! 
Thou  didst  suffer  to  release  us; 

Thou  didst  free  salvation  bring. 
Hail,  Thou  agonizing  Saviour, 

Bearer  of  our  sin  and  shame! 
By  Thy  merit  we  find  favour : 
Life  is  given  through  Thy  Xame. 

2  Paschal  Lamb,  by  God  appointed, 

All  our  sins  on  Thee  were  laid : 
By  almighty  love  anointed. 

Thou  hast  full  atonement  made. 
All  Thy  people  are  forgiven 

Through  the  virtue  of  Thy  blood  : 
Opened  is  the  gate  of  heaven. 

Peace  is  made  'twixt  man  and  God. 

175 


ASCENSION   DAY 


3  Jesus,  hail!  enthroned  in  glory, 

There  forever  to  abide; 
All  the  heavenly  hosts  adore  Thee, 

Seated  at  Thy  Father's  side. 
There  for  sinners  Thou  art  pleading: 

There  Thou  dost  our  place  prepare; 
Ever  for  us  interceding, 

Till  in  glory  we  appear. 

4  Worship,  honour,  power,  and  blessing 

Thou  art  worthy  to  receive : 
Loudest  praises,  without  ceasing, 

Meet  it  is  for  us  to  give. 
Help,  ye  bright  angelic  spirits! 

Bring  your  sweetest,  noblest  lays! 
Help  to  sing  our  Saviour's  merits ! 

Help  to  chant  Emmanuel's  praise!    Amen. 

Rev.  John  Bakewell,  1757;  Rev.  Martin  Madan,  1760; 
Rev.  Augustus  M.  Toplady,  1776. 

192  8.7.8.7.  double. 

ALLELUIA!  sing  to  Jesus! 
His  the  scepter,  His  the  throne; 
Alleluia!  His  the  triumph, 

His  the  victory  alone: 
Hark !  the  songs  of  peaceful  Sion 

Thunder  like  a  mighty  flood; 
Jesus  out  of  every  nation 

Hath  redeemed  us  by  His  blood. 

2  Alleluia!  not  as  orphans 

Are  we  left  in  sorrow  now; 
Alleluia!  He  is  near  us, 

Faith  believes,  nor  questions  how: 
Though  the  cloud  from  sight  received  Him, 

When  the  forty  days  were  o'er: 
Shall  our  hearts  forget  His  promise, 

"lam  with  you  evermore"? 

176 


ASCENSION   DAY 


Alleluia!  Bread  of  Heaven, 

Thou  on  earth  our  Food,  our  Stay! 
Alleluia!  here  the  sinful 

Flee  to  Thee  from  day  to  day: 
Intercessor,  Friend  of  sinners, 

Earth's  Redeemer,  plead  for  me, 
Where  the  songs  of  all  the  sinless 

Sweep  across  the  crystal  sea. 


Alleluia!  King  eternal, 

Thee  the  Lord  of  lords  we  own : 
Alleluia!  born  of  Mary, 

Earth  Thy  footstool,  heaven  Thy  throne 
Thou  within  the  veil  hast  entered, 

Robed  in  flesh,  our  great  High-Priest: 
Thou  on  earth  both  Priest  and  Victim 

In  the  Eucharistic  feast. 


Alleluia !  sing  to  Jesus ! 

His  the  scepter,  His  the  throne; 
Alleluia!  His  the  triumph, 

His  the  victory  alone; 
Hark!  the  songs  of  holy  Sion 

Thunder  like  a  mighty  flood; 
Jesus  out  of  every  nation 

Hath  redeemed  us  by  His  blood.     Amen. 

William  C.  Dix,  1866. 


A 


193  cm. 

LL  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  Name ! 
Let  angels  prostrate  fall; 
Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem, 
And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all! 

177 


ASCENSION   DAY 


2  Crown  Him,  ye  martyrs  of  our  God, 

Who  from  His  altar  call: 
Extol  the  Stem  of  Jesse's  rod, 
And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all! 

3  Hail  Him,  the  Heir  of  David's  line, 

Whom  David,  Lord  did  call; 

The  God  incarnate!  Man  divine! 

And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all! 

4  Ye  seed  of  Israel's  chosen  race, 

Ye  ransomed  of  the  fall, 
Hail  Him  Who  saves  you  by  His  grace, 
And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all! 

5  Sinners,  whose  love  can  ne'er  forget 

The  wormwood  and  the  gall, 
Go,  spread  your  trophies  at  His  feet, 
And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all! 

6  Let  every  kindred,  every  tribe, 

Before  Him  prostrate  fall! 
To  Him  all  majesty  ascribe, 

And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all !     Amen. 

Rev.  Edward  Perronet,  177Q,  alt. 


194  cm. 

AJESTIC  sweetness  sits  enthroned 
Upon  the  Saviour's  brow; 
His  head  with  radiant  glories  crowned, 
His  lips  with  grace  o'errlow. 


M' 


No  mortal  can  with  Him  compare, 
Among  the  sons  of  men; 

Fairer  is  He  than  all  the  fair 
That  fill  the  heavenly  train. 


178 


WHITSUNDAY 


3  He  saw  me  plunged  in  deep  distress, 

He  flew  to  my  relief; 
For  me  He  bore  the  shameful  cross, 
And  carried  all  my  grief. 

4  To  Him  I  owe  my  life  and  breath, 

And  all  the  joys  I  have; 
He  makes  me  triumph  over  death, 
And  saves  me  from  the  grave. 

5  To  heaven,  the  place  of  His  abode, 

He  brings  my  weary  feet; 
Shows  me  the  glories  of  my  God, 
And  makes  my  joys  complete. 

6  Since  from  His  bounty  I  receive 

Such  proofs  of  love  divine, 
Had  I  a  thousand  hearts  to  give, 

Lord,  they  should  all  be  Thine.     Amen. 

Rev.  Samuel  Stennett,  1787. 

Also  the  following 

251  0  God  of  God!  0  Light  of  Light 
263  Praise  the  Lord  through  every  nation 
337  By  Christ  redeemed,  in  Christ  restored 
479  Jesus  shall  reign 

519  See  the  Conqueror  mounts  in  triumph 
558  Golden  harps  are  sounding 


195  10.10.  with  refrain. 


H 


ALL !  festal  day]  through  every  age  divine, 
When  God's  fair  grace  from  heaven  to  earth  did  shine. 


2  Lo!  God  the  Spirit  to  the  Apostles'  hearts 
This  day  in  form  of  fire  Himself  imparts. 


179 


WHITSUNDAY 


3  Forth  from  the  Father,  bearing  mystic  powers, 
On  human  hearts  new  strength  He  richly  showers. 

4  Now  cease  they  not,  to  all  on  earth  that  dwell, 
God's  wondrous  works  in  divers  tongues  to  tell. 

5  Hail,  Breath  of  Life!  Hail,  Holy  Fount  of  Light! 
Life-giver !  Fire  of  radiance  ever  bright ! 

6  Thou  Good  all  good  containing,  Peace  divine! 
Fill  with  Thy  sweetness  all  these  hearts  of  Thine. 

7  Who  fillest  all  things,  earth  and  sky  and  sea, 
Cleanse  Thou,  and  guard  us;  bid  us  live  to  Thee. 

8  Some  foretaste  grant  us  of  Thy  secret  things, 
The  overshadowing  of  cherub  wings. 

9  To  love  divine  our  lips  and  hearts  inspire, 

By  flying  seraph  touched  with  altar  fire.     Amen. 

Venantius  Fortunatus,  c.  530-60Q;  Tr.  Rev.  Theodore  A .  Lacey,  1884. 

196  7s.  six  lines. 

COME,  Thou  Holy  Spirit,  come! 
And  from  Thy  celestial  home 
Shed  a  ray  of  light  divine ! 
Come,  Thou  father  of  the  poor! 
Come,  Thou  source  of  all  our  store ! 
Come,  within  our  bosoms  shine ! 

Thou,  of  comforters  the  best; 

Thou,  the  soul's  most  welcome  guest; 

Sweet  refreshment  here  below; 
In  our  labour,  rest  most  sweet; 
Grateful  coolness  in  the  heat; 

Solace  in  the  midst  of  woe. 

180 


WHITSUNDAY 


O  most  blessed  Light  divine, 
Shine  within  these  hearts  of  Thine, 

And  our  inmost  being  fill ! 
Where  Thou  art  not,  man  hath  naught, 
Nothing  good  in  deed  or  thought, 

Nothing  free  from  taint  of  ill. 

Heal  our  wounds,  our  strength  renew; 
On  our  dryness  pour  Thy  dew; 

Wash  the  stains  of  guilt  away: 
Bend  the  stubborn  heart  and  will; 
Melt  the  frozen,  warm  the  chill; 

Guide  the  steps  that  go  astray. 

On  the  faithful,  who  adore 
And  confess  Thee,  evermore 

In  Thy  sevenfold  gifts  descend; 
Give  them  virtue's  sure  reward; 
Give  them  Thy  salvation,  Lord; 

Gwe  them  joys  that  never  end.     Amen. 

Latin;  Tr.  Rev.  Edward  Caswall,  1849,  alt.  and  abr.,  185Q. 


197  8.6.8.4. 

|UR  blest  Redeemer,  ere  He  breathed 
His  tender,  last  farewell, 
A  Guide,  a  Comforter,  bequeathed 
With  us  to  dwell. 


o 


2  He  came  sweet  influence  to  impart, 

A  gracious,  willing  Guest, 
While  He  can  find  one  humble  heart 
Wherein  to  rest. 

3  And  His  that  gentle  voice  we  hear, 

Soft  as  the  breath  of  even, 
That  checks  each  thought,  that  calms  each  fear, 
And  speaks  of  heaven. 

181 


WHITSUNDAY 


4  And  every  virtue  we  possess, 
And  every  victory  won, 
And  every  thought  of  holiness 
Are  His  alone. 


5  Spirit  of  purity  and  grace, 
Our  weakness,  pitying,  see; 
O  make  our  hearts  Thy  dwelling-place, 
And  worthier  Thee.     Amen. 

Harriet  Auber,  182Q. 


198  8s.  six  lines. 

CREATOR  Spirit,  by  Whose  aid 
The  world's  foundations  first  were  laid, 
Come,  visit  every  humble  mind; 
Come,  pour  Thy  joys  on  human  kind; 
From  sin  and  sorrow  set  us  free, 
And  make  Thy  temples  worthy  Thee. 


2  0  source  of  uncreated  light, 

The  Father's  promised  Paraclete ! 
Thrice  holy  fount,  thrice  holy  fire, 
Our  hearts  with  heavenly  love  inspire; 
Come,  and  Thy  sacred  unction  bring 
To  sanctify  us  while  we  sing. 

3  Plenteous  of  grace,  come  from  on  high, 
Rich  in  Thy  sevenfold  energy; 

Make  us  eternal  truth  receive, 

And  practice  all  that  we  believe; 

Give  us  Thyself,  that  we  may  see 

The  Father  and  the  Son  by  Thee.     Amen. 

John  Dry  den,  16Q3. 
182 


WHITSUNDAY 


199  L.M. 

SPIRIT  of  mercy,  truth,  and  love, 
0  shed  Thine  influence  from  above; 
And  still  from  age  to  age  convey 
The  wonders  of  this  sacred  day. 

2  In  every  clime,  by  every  tongue, 
Be  God's  surpassing  glory  sung: 
Let  all  the  listening  earth  be  taught 
The  deeds  our  great  Redeemer  wrought. 

3  Unfailing  Comfort,  heavenly  Guide, 
Still  o'er  Thy  holy  Church  preside; 
Still  let  mankind  Thy  blessings  prove, 
Spirit  of  mercy,  truth,  and  love.     Amen. 

Anon.,  1774. 

200  cm. 

COME,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 
With  all  Thy  quickening  powers; 
Kindle  a  flame  of  sacred  love 
In  these  cold  hearts  of  ours. 

2  See  how  we  grovel  here  below, 

Fond  of  these  earthly  toys: 
Our  souls,  how  heavily  they  go, 
To  reach  eternal  joys. 

3  In  vain  we  tune  our  lifeless  songs, 

In  vain  we  strive  to  rise: 
Hosannas  languish  on  our  tongues, 
And  our  devotion  dies. 

4  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 

With  all  Thy  quickening  powers; 
Come,  shed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  that  shall  kindle  ours.     Amen. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts,  1707. 
183 


WHITSUNDAY 


201  cm. 

SPIRIT  divine,  attend  our  prayers, 
And  make  this  house  Thy  home; 
Descend  with  all  Thy  gracious  powers, 
O  come,  great  Spirit,  come! 

2  Come  as  the  light;  to  us  reveal 

Our  emptiness  and  woe, 
And  lead  us  in  those  paths  of  life 
Whereon  the  righteous  go. 

3  Come  as  the  fire,  and  purge  our  hearts 

Like  sacrificial  flame; 
Let  our  whole  soul  an  offering  be 
To  our  Redeemer's  Name. 

4  Come  as  the  dove,  and  spread  Thy  wings, 

The  wings  of  peaceful  love; 
And  let  Thy  Church  on  earth  become 
Blest  as  the  Church  above. 

5  Spirit  divine,  attend  our  prayers; 

Make  a  lost  world  Thy  home; 
Descend  with  all  Thy  gracious  powers; 
O  come,  great  Spirit,  come!    Amen. 

Rev.  Andrew  Reed,  182Q. 

202  l.m. 

COME,  gracious  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 
With  light  and  comfort  from  above; 
Be  Thou  our  guardian,  Thou  our  guide; 
O'er  every  thought  and  step  preside. 

2  The  light  of  truth  to  us  display, 
And  make  us  know  and  choose  Thy  way; 
Plant  holy  fear  in  every  heart, 
That  we  from  Thee  may  ne'er  depart. 

184 


WHITSUNDAY 


3  Lead  us  to  Christ,  the  living  Way, 
Nor  let  us  from  His  precepts  stray; 
Lead  us  to  holiness,  the  road 

That  we  must  take  to  dwell  with  God 

4  Lead  us  to  heaven,  that  we  may  share 
Fullness  of  joy  forever  there ; 

Lead  us  to  God,  our  final  rest, 

To  be  with  Him  forever  blest.     Amen. 

Rev.  Simon  Browne,  1720;  alt.  as  in  Ash  and  Evans1  Collection. 


LITANIES   OF   THE  HOLY   GHOST 
203  7.7.7.5. 

COME  to  our  poor  nature's  night 
With  Thy  blessed  inward  light, 
Holy  Ghost  the  Infinite, 
Comforter  Divine. 

2  We  are  sinful,  cleanse  us,  Lord; 
Sick  and  faint,  Thy  strength  afford; 
Lost,  until  by  Thee  restored, 

Comforter  Divine. 

3  Orphan  are  our  souls  and  poor; 
Give  us  from  Thy  heavenly  store 
Faith,  love,  joy  forevermore, 

Comforter  Divine. 

4  Like  the  dew  Thy  peace  distill; 
Guide,  subdue  our  wayward  will, 
Things  of  Christ  unfolding  still, 

Comforter  Divine. 

5  With  us,  for  us,  intercede, 

And  with  voiceless  groanings  plead 
Our  unutterable  need, 

Comforter  Divine. 

185 


WHITSUNDAY 


6  In  us,  "Abba,  Father,"  cry; 
Earnest  of  the  bliss  on  high, 
Seal  of  immortality, 

Comforter  Divine. 

7  Search  for  us  the  depths  of  God; 
Upwards,  by  the  starry  road, 
Bear  us  to  Thy  high  abode, 

Comforter  Divine.     Amen. 

Rev.  George  Rawson,  1853. 

204  7.7.7.5 

SPIRIT  blest,  Who  art  adored 
With  the  Father  and  the  Word, 
One  eternal  God  and  Lord; 
Hear  us,  Holy  Spirit. 

2  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 
Dew  descending  from  above, 
Breath  of  life,  and  fire  of  love; 

Hear  us,  Holy  Spirit. 

3  Thou  by  Whom  the  Virgin  bore 
Him  Whom  heaven  and  earth  adore, 
Sent  our  nature  to  restore ; 

Hear  us,  Holy  Spirit. 

4  Thou  Whom  Jesus,  from  His  throne, 
Gave  to  cheer  and  help  His  own, 
That  they  might  not  be  alone; 

Hear  us,  Holy  Spirit. 

5  Thou  Whose  sound  apostles  heard, 
Thou  Whose  power  their  spirit  stirred, 
Giving  them  Thy  living  Word; 

Hear  us,  Holy  Spirit. 

186 


WHITSUNDAY 


6  Thou  Whose  grace  the  Church  doth  fill, 
Showing  her  God's  perfect  will, 
Making  Jesus  present  still; 

Hear  us,  Holy  Spirit. 

7  All  Thy  sevenfold  gifts  bestow, 
Gifts  of  wisdom  God  to  know, 
Gifts  of  strength  to  meet  the  foe; 

Hear  us,  Holy  Spirit. 

8  All  our  evil  passions  kill, 
Bend  aright  our  stubborn  will; 
Though  we  grieve  Thee,  patient  still; 

Hear  us,  Holy  Spirit. 

9  Come  to  raise  us  when  we  fall, 
And,  when  snares  our  souls  enthrall, 
Lead  us  back  with  gentle  call; 

Hear  us,  Holy  Spirit. 

10  Come  to  strengthen  all  the  weak, 
Give  Thy  courage  to  the  meek, 
Teach  our  faltering  tongues  to  speak; 

Hear  us,  Holy  Spirit. 

1 1  Come  to  aid  the  souls  who  yearn 
More  of  truth  divine  to  learn, 
And  with  deeper  love  to  burn ; 

Hear  us,  Holy  Spirit. 

12  Keep  us  in  the  narrow  way, 
Warn  us  when  we  go  astray, 
Plead  within  us  when  we  pray; 

Hear  us,  Holy  Spirit. 

187 


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13  Holy,  loving,  as  Thou  art, 

Come,  and  live  within  our  heart; 
Nevermore  from  us  depart; 

Hear  us,  Holy  Spirit.     Amen. 

Rev.  Richard  F.  Littledale,  1867. 

Also  the  following 

121  Gracious  Spirit,  Holy  Ghost 
374  Holy  Spirit,  Truth  divine 
381  Breathe  on  me,  Breath  of  God 
452  Revive  Thy  work 
483  O  Spirit  of  the  living  God 
520  Hear  us,  Thou  that  broodedst 

GTrinitp  ibunbap 

205  11.12.11.10. 

HOLY,  Holy,  Holy!  Lord  God  Almighty! 
Early  in  the  morning  our  song  shall  rise  to  Thee; 
Holy,  Holy,  Holy!  merciful  and  mighty! 
God  in  Three  Persons,  blessed  Trinity. 

2  Holy,  Holy,  Holy!  all  the  saints  adore  Thee, 

Casting  down  their  golden  crowns  around  the  glassy  sea; 
Cherubim  and  seraphim  falling  down  before  Thee, 
Which  wert,  and  art,  and  evermore  shalt  be. 

3  Holy,  Holy,  Holy!  though  the  darkness  hide  Thee, 

Though  the  eye  of  sinful  man  Thy  glory  may  not  see, 
Only  Thou  art  Holy;  there  is  none  beside  Thee, 
Perfect  in  power,  in  love,  and  purity. 

4  Holy,  Holy,  Holy!  Lord  God  Almighty! 

All  Thy  works  shall  praise  Thy  Name,  in  earth,  and  sky, 
and  sea; 
Holy,  Holy,  Holy!  merciful  and  mighty! 

God  in  Three  Persons,  blessed  Trinity.     Amen. 

Bishop  Reginald  Heber,  pub.  1827. } 
1  Published  after  his  death. 

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206  8.7.8.7.  double. 

ROUND  the  Lord  in  glory  seated 
Cherubim  and  seraphim 
Filled  His  temple,  and  repeated 

Each  to  each  the  alternate  hymn: 
"Lord,  Thy  glory  fills  the 'heaven, 

Earth  is  with  Thy  fullness  stored; 
Unto  Thee  be  glory  given, 
Holy,  Holy,  Holy  Lord." 


Heaven  is  still  with  glory  ringing, 

Earth  takes  up  the  angels'  cry, 
"Holy,  Holy,  Holy,"  singing, 

"Lord  of  Hosts,  the  Lord  most  High." 
With  His  seraph  train  before  Him, 

With  His  holy  Church  below, 
Thus  unite  we  to  adore  Him, 

Bid  we  thus  our  anthem  flow: 

"Lord,  Thy  glory  fills  the  heaven, 

Earth  is  with  Thy  fullness  stored ; 
Unto  Thee  be  glory  given, 

Holy,  Holy,  Holy  Lord." 
Thus  Thy  glorious  Name  confessing, 

With  Thine  angel  hosts  we  cry, 
"Holy,  Holy,  Holy,"  blessing 

Thee,  the  Lord  of  Hosts  most  high.     Amen. 

Bishop  Richard  Mant,  1837,  alt 


207  l.m. 

FATHER  of  all,  Whose  love  profound 
A  ransom  for  our  souls  hath  found, 
Before  Thy  throne  we  sinners  bend; 
To  us  Thy  pardoning  love  extend. 

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2  Almighty  Son,  Incarnate  Word, 

Our  Prophet,  Priest,  Redeemer,  Lord, 
Before  Thy  throne  we  sinners  bend; 
To  us  Thy  saving  grace  extend. 

3  Eternal  Spirit,  by  Whose  breath 
The  soul  is  raised  from  sin  and  death, 
Before  Thy  throne  we  sinners  bend; 
To  us  Thy  quickening  power  extend. 

4  Jehovah,  Father,  Spirit,  Son! 
Mysterious  Godhead,  Three  in  One! 
Before  Thy  throne  we  sinners  bend; 
Grace,  pardon,  life,  to  us  extend.     Amen. 

Rev.  Edward  Cooper,  1805. 


H 


208  7s.  six  lines. 

"OLY,  Holy,  Holy,  Lord 

God  of  Hosts,  eternal  King, 

By  the  heavens  and  earth  adored; 

Angels  and  archangels  sing, 

Chanting  everlastingly 

To  the  blessed  Trinity. 

2  Since  by  Thee  were  all  things  made, 
And  in  Thee  do  all  things  live, 

Be  to  Thee  all  honour  paid, 

Praise  to  Thee  let  all  things  give, 
Singing  everlastingly 
To  the  blessed  Trinity. 

3  Thousands,  tens  of  thousands  stand, 
Spirits  blest  before  Thy  throne, 

Speeding  thence  at  Thy  command; 
And  when  Thy  command  is  done, 
Singing  everlastingly 
To  the  blessed  Trinity. 

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4  Cherubim  and  seraphim 

Veil  their  faces  with  their  wings; 
Eyes  of  angels  are  too  dim 
To  behold  the  King  of  kings, 

While  they  sing  eternally 

To  the  blessed  Trinity. 

5  Thee,  apostles,  prophets,  Thee, 

Thee,  the  noble  martyr  band, 
Praise  with  solemn  jubilee, 

Thee,  the  Church  in  every  land; 

Singing  everlastingly, 

To  the  blessed  Trinity. 

6  Alleluia!  Lord,  to  Thee, 

Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
Three  in  One,  and  One  in  Three, 
Join  we  with  the  heavenly  host, 

Singing  everlastingly 

To  the  blessed  Trinity.     Amen. 

Bishop  Christopher  Wordsworth,  1862. 


C 


209  6.6.4.6.6.6.4. 

■OME,  Thou  almighty  King, 
Help  us  Thy  Name  to  sing, 
Help  us  to  praise! 
Father  all  glorious, 
O'er  all  victorious, 
Come  and  reign  over  us, 
Ancient  of  days! 

2  Come,  Thou  Incarnate  Word, 
Gird  on  Thy  mighty  sword ; 

Our  prayer  attend ! 
Come,  and  Thy  people  bless; 
Come,  give  Thy  word  success; 
'Stablish  Thy  righteousness, 

Saviour  and  Friend! 

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3  Come,  Holy  Comforter, 
Thy  sacred  witness  bear, 

In  this  glad  hour! 
Thou,  Who  almighty  art, 
Now  rule  in  every  heart, 
And  ne'er  from  us  depart, 

Spirit  of  power ! 

4  To  Thee,  great  One  in  Three, 
The  highest  praises  be, 

Hence  evermore; 
Thy  sovereign  majesty 
May  we  in  glory  see, 
And  to  eternity 

Love  and  adore.     Amen. 

Anon.,  c.  1757. 


H 


210  L.M. 

OLY  Father,  great  Creator, 
Source  of  mercy,  love,  and  peace, 
Look  upon  the  Mediator, 

Clothe  us  with  His  righteousness; 
Heavenly  Father,  Heavenly  Father, 
Through  the  Saviour  hear  and  bless. 

2  Holy  Jesus,  Lord  of  glory, 
Whom  angelic  hosts  proclaim, 

While  we  hear  Thy  wondrous  story, 
Meet  and  worship  in  Thy  Name, 

Dear  Redeemer, 
In  our  hearts  Thy  peace  proclaim. 

3  Holy  Spirit,  Sanctifier, 
Come  with  unction  from  above, 

Raise  our  hearts  to  raptures  higher, 

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Fill  them  with  the  Saviour's  love! 

Source  of  Comfort, 
Cheer  us  with  the  Saviour's  love. 

God  the  Lord,  through  every  nation 
Let  Thy  wondrous  mercies  shine ! 

In  the  song  of  Thy  salvation 
Every  tongue  and  race  combine! 

Great  Jehovah, 
Form  our  hearts  and  make  them  Thine. 

Bishop  Alexander  V.  Griswold,  1835. 

Also  the  following 

5  O  Trinity  of  blessed  light 

16  Holy  Father,  cheer  our  way 
104  Thou,  Whose  almighty  word 

38  Three  in  One,  and  One  in  Three 
247  Lead  us,  heavenly  Father,  lead  us 
258  Praise,  my  soul,  the  King  of  heaven 
279  Thou  art  the  Way,  to  Thee  alone 
517  Ancient  of  Days 


Hsmnbapg  after  ^rtnttp 

FAITH 
211  6.6.4.6.6.6.4. 

MY  faith  looks  up  to  Thee, 
Thou  Lamb  of  Calvary, 
Saviour  divine! 
Now  hear  me  while  I  pray; 
Take  all  my  guilt  away; 
O  let  me  from  this  day 
Be  wholly  Thine. 
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2  May  Thy  rich  grace  impart 
Strength  to  my  fainting  heart, 

My  zeal  inspire; 
As  Thou  hast  died  for  me, 
0  may  my  love  to  Thee 
Pure,  warm,  and  changeless  be, 

A  living  fire. 

3  While  life's  dark  maze  I  tread, 
And  griefs  around  me  spread, 

Be  Thou  my  guide; 
Bid  darkness  turn  to  day; 
Wipe  sorrow's  tears  away; 
Nor  let  me  ever  stray 

From  Thee  aside! 

4  When  ends  life's  transient  dream, 
When  death's  cold,  sullen  stream 

Shall  o'er  me  roll; 
Blest  Saviour,  then  in  love, 
Fear  and  distrust  remove; 
O  bear  me  safe  above, 

A  ransomed  soul!     Amen. 

Rev.  Ray  Palmer,  1830. 

212  11.11.11.11. 

HOW  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints  of  the  Lord, 
Is  laid  for  your  faith  in  His  excellent  Word ! 
What  more  can  He  say  than  to  you  He  hath  said, 
You  who  unto  Jesus  for  refuge  have  fled  ? 

2  Fear  not,  I  am  with  Thee;  O  be  not  dismayed! 
I,  I  am  thy  God,  and  will  still  give  thee  aid; 
I  '11  strengthen  thee,  help  thee,  and  cause  thee  to  stand, 
Upheld  by  My  righteous,  omnipotent  hand. 

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3  When  through  the  deep  waters  I  call  thee  to  go, 
The  rivers  of  woe  shall  not  thee  overflow; 

For  I  will  be  with  thee,  thy  troubles  to  bless, 
And  sanctify  to  thee  thy  deepest  distress. 

4  When  through  fiery  trials  thy  pathway  shall  lie, 
My  grace,  all-sufficient,  shall  be  thy  supply; 
The  flame  shall  not  hurt  thee;  I  only  design 
Thy  dross  to  consume,  and  thy  gold  to  refine. 

5  The  soul  that  to  Jesus  hath  fled  for  repose, 
I  will  not,  I  will  not  desert  to  His  foes; 

That  soul,  though  all  hell  shall  endeavor  to  shake, 
I'll  never,  no,  never,  no,  never  forsake. 

"K"  in  Rippon's  "Selections,"  1787. 


A 


213  8.7.8.7.6.6.6.6.7. 

MIGHTY  Fortress  is  our  God, 
A  Bulwark  never  failing; 
Our  Helper  He  amid  the  flood 

Of  mortal  ills  prevailing: 
For  still  our  ancient  foe 
Doth  seek  to  work  us  woe; 
His  craft  and  power  are  great, 
And,  armed  with  cruel  hate, 
On  earth  is  not  his  equal. 

Did  we  iii  our  own  strength  confide, 

Our  striving  would  be  losing; 
Were  not  the  right  man  on  our  side, 

The  man  of  God's  own  choosing: 
Dost  ask  who  that  may  be? 
Christ  Jesus,  it  is  He; 
Lord  Sabaoth  His  Name, 
From  age  to  age  the  same, 

And  He  must  win  the  battle. 

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3  And  though  this  world,  with  devils  filled, 

Should  threaten  to  undo  us; 
We  will  not  fear,  for  God  hath  willed 

His  truth  to  triumph  through  us: 
The  prince  of  darkness  grim, 
We  tremble  not  for  him ; 
His  rage  we  can  endure, 
For  lo !  his  doom  is  sure. 

One  little  word  shall  fell  him. 

4  That  word  above  all  earthly  powers, 

No  thanks  to  them,  abide th; 
The  Spirit  and  the  gifts  are  ours 

Through  Him  who  with  us  sideth: 
Let  goods  and  kindred  go, 
This  mortal  life  also; 
The  body  they  may  kill: 
God's  truth  abideth  still, 

His  kingdom  is  forever.     Amen. 

Martin  Luther,  152Q;  Tr.  Rev.  Frederick  II.  Hedge,  1852. 

214  8.7.8.7.6.6.6.6.7. 

GOD  is  our  stronghold  and  our  stay, 
Our  hope  in  tribulation; 
What  though  the  mountains  rock  and  sway 
To  earth's  long-hid  foundation? 
What  though  the  ocean  roar, 
Fast  gaining  on  the  shore, 
The  hurtling  storm  rage  loud 
Beneath  the  thunder  cloud  ? 
Our  hearts  are  all  untroubled. 

2  The  might  of  water  sinks  to  rest; 
How  calm  yon  river  glide  th, 
God's  city  mirrored  on  its  breast, 
The  house  where  He  abideth! 

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Hushed  be  all  strife  and  din! 
His  presence  dwells  within, 
She  standeth  unremoved, 
By  God  Himself  beloved, 
Who  helpeth  her  right  early. 

In  vain  the  heathen  shout  for  war, 

In  vain  our  foes  assemble; 
The  voice  of  God  is  heard  from  far, 
And  earth  itself  shall  tremble. 
He  breaks  the  spear  and  bow, 
He  lays  the  warrior  low, 
The  chariot  burns  with  flame; 
Our  trust  is  in  His  Name, 
And  Jacob's  God  our  refuge! 

Be  still,  the  Lord  is  God  alone, 
Let  all  the  world  adore  Him, 
And  bending  low  before  His  throne, 
For  pitying  grace  implore  Him. 
His  kingdom  is  within, 
O'er  hearts  made  pure  from  sin, 
Where  love  that  casts  out  fear 
Exults  to  feel  Him  near, 
The  Lord  of  hosts  our  refuge.    Amen. 

Psalm  46,  Version  by  Elizabeth  Wordsworth,  1903. 


J 


215  D.S.M. 

ESUS,  my  strength,  my  hope, 
On  Thee  I  cast  my  care ; 
With  humble  confidence  look  up, 

And  know  Thou  hear'st  my  prayer. 
Give  me  on  Thee  to  wait, 

Till  I  can  all  things  do; 
On  Thee,  almighty  to  create, 

Almighty  to  renew. 

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2  Give  me  a  true  regard, 

A  single,  steady  aim, 
Unmoved  by  threatening  or  reward, 

To  Thee  and  Thy  great  Name; 
A  jealous,  just  concern 

For  Thine  immortal  praise; 
A  pure  desire  that  all  may  learn 

And  glorify  Thy  grace. 

3  I  rest  upon  Thy  word; 

The  promise  is  for  me; 
My  succour  and  salvation,  Lord, 

Shall  surely  come  from  Thee: 
But  let  me  still  abide, 

Nor  from  my  hope  remove, 
Till  Thou  my  patient  spirit  guide 

Into  Thy  perfect  love.     Amen. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley,  1742. 


216  cm. 

'OD  moves  in  a  mysterious  way 
His  wonders  to  perform : 
He  plants  His  footsteps  in  the  sea, 
And  rides  upon  the  storm. 


G 


2  Deep  in  unfathomable  mines, 

With  never-failing  skill, 
He  treasures  up  His  bright  designs, 
And  works  His  sovereign  will. 

3  Ye  fearful  saints,  fresh  courage  take; 

The  clouds  ye  so  much  dread 
Are  big  with  mercy,  and  shall  break 
In  blessings  on  your  head. 

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4  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  sense, 
But  trust  Him  for  His  grace ; 
Behind  a  frowning  providence 
He  hides  a  smiling  face. 


5  His  purposes  will  ripen  fast, 
Unfolding  every  hour: 
The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  taste, 
But  sweet  will  be  the  flower. 


6  Blind  unbelief  is  sure  to  err, 
And  scan  His  work  in  vain; 
God  is  His  own  interpreter, 
And  He  will  make  it  plain. 

William  Cowper,  1774. 


217  s.m. 

ESUS,  I  live  to  Thee, 
The  loveliest  and  best; 
My  life  in  Thee,  Thy  life  in  me, 
In  Thv  blest  love  I  rest. 


j 


2  Jesus,  I  die  to  Thee, 

Whenever  death  shall  come: 
To  die  in  Thee  is  life  to  me, 
In  my  eternal  home. 


Whether  to  live  or  die, 
I  know  not  which  is  best; 

To  live  in  Thee  is  bliss  to  me, 
To  die  is  endless  rest. 

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4  Living  or  dying,  Lord, 
I  ask  but  to  be  Thine; 
My  life  in  Thee,  Thy  life  in  me, 

Makes  heaven  forever  mine.    Amen. 

Rev.  Henry  Harbaugh,  1850. 


R' 


218  7s.  six  lines. 

OCK  of  ages,  cleft  for  me, 
Let  me  hide  myself  in  Thee; 
Let  the  water  and  the  blood, 
From  Thy  side,  a  healing  flood, 
Be  of  sin  the  double  cure, 
Save  from  wrath,  and  make  me  pure. 

2  Should  my  tears  forever  flow, 
Should  my  zeal  no  languor  know, 
All  for  sin  could  not  atone, 
Thou  must  save,  and  Thou  alone; 
In  my  hand  no  price  I  bring, 
Simply  to  Thy  cross  I  cling. 

3  While  I  draw  this  fleeting  breath, 
When  mine  eyelids  close  in  death, 
When  I  rise  to  worlds  unknown, 
And  behold  Thee  on  Thy  throne, 
Rock  of  ages,  cleft  for  me, 
Let  me  hide  myself  in  Thee.     Amen. 

Rev.  Augustus  M.  Toplady,  1776;  alt.  Rev.  Thos.  Cottcrill,  181  q. 


219  7.7.7.7. 

CHRIST,  of  all  my  hopes  the  ground, 
Christ  the  spring  of  all  my  joy, 
Still  in  Thee  may  I  be  found, 
Still  for  Thee  my  powers  employ. 

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2  Let  Thy  love  my  heart  inflame; 
Keep  Thy  fear  before  my  sight; 
Be  Thy  praise  my  highest  aim; 
Be  Thy  smile  my  chief  delight. 


3  Fountain  of  o'erflowing  grace, 
Freely  from  Thy  fullness  give; 
Till  I  close  my  earthly  race, 

May  I  prove  it  "  Christ  to  live.'5 


Firmly  trusting  in  Thy  blood, 
Nothing  shall  my  heart  confound; 

Safely  I  shall  pass  the  flood, 

Safely  reach  Emmanuel's  ground. 


Thus,  0  thus,  an  entrance  give 

To  the  land  of  cloudless  sky; 
Having  known  it  "Christ  to  live," 

Let  me  know  it  "gain  to  die."     Amen. 

Rev.  Ralph  Wardlaw,  1817. 


220  cm. 

"Y  heart  is  resting,  O  my  God, 
I  will  give  thanks  and  sing; 
My  heart  is  at  the  secret  source 
Of  every  precious  thing. 


M 


2  Now  the  frail  vessel  Thou  hast  made, 
No  hand  but  Thine  shall  fill; 
The  waters  of  the  earth  have  failed, 
And  I  am  thirsty  still. 

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3  I  thirst  for  springs  of  heavenly  life, 

And  here  all  day  they  rise; 
I  seek  the  treasure  of  Thy  love, 
And  close  at  hand  it  lies. 

4  And  a  new  song  is  in  my  mouth, 

To  long-loved  music  set; 
Glory  to  Thee  for  all  the  grace 
I  have  not  tasted  yet. 

5  I  have  a  heritage  of  joy, 

That  yet  I  must  not  see; 
The  hand  that  bled  to  make  it  mine 
Is  keeping  it  for  me. 

6  There  is  a  certainty  of  love 

That  sets  my  heart  at  rest; 
A  calm  assurance  for  to-day, 
That  to  be  poor  is  best; 

7  A  prayer,  reposing  on  His  truth, 

Who  hath  made  all  things  mine, 
That  draws  my  captive  will  to  Him, 
And  makes  it  one  with  Thine.     Amen. 

Anna  L.  Waring,  184Q. 


221  cm. 

"Y  God,  how  wonderful  Thou  art, 
Thy  majesty  how  bright, 
How  beautiful  Thy  mercy-seat, 
In  depths  of  burning  light! 


M 


How  dread  are  Thine  eternal  years, 

O  everlasting  Lord ; 
By  prostrate  spirits  day  and  night 

Incessantly  adored! 


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3  How  wonderful,  how  beautiful, 

The  sight  of  Thee  must  be, 
Thine  endless  wisdom,  boundless  power, 
And  awful  purity! 

4  0  how  I  fear  Thee,  living  God, 

With  deepest,  tenderest  fears, 
And  worship  Thee  with  trembling  hope, 
And  penitential  tears ! 

5  Yet  I  may  love  Thee  too,  0  Lord, 

Almighty  as  Thou  art, 
For  Thou  hast  stooped  to  ask  of  me 
The  love  of  my  poor  heart.     Amen. 

Rev.  Frederick  William  Faber,  1849. 


N1 


6.4.6.4.6.6.4. 

'EARER,  my  God,  to  Thee, 
Nearer  to  Thee, 
E'en  though  it  be  a  cross 

That  raiseth  me; 
Still  all  my  song  shall  be, 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee, 
Nearer  to  Thee. 

Though  like  the  wanderer, 

The  sun  gone  down, 
Darkness  comes  over  me, 

My  rest  a  stone; 
Yet  in  my  dreams  I  'd  be 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee, 

Nearer  to  Thee. 

There  let  my  way  appear 

Steps  unto  heaven; 
All  that  Thou  sendest  me 

In  mercy  given; 

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Angels  to  beckon  me 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee, 
Nearer  to  Thee. 

4  Then  with  my  waking  thoughts 

Bright  with  Thy  praise, 
Out  of  my  stony  griefs 

Bethel  I'll  raise; 
So  by  my  woes  to  be 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee, 

Nearer  to  Thee. 

5  Or  if  on  joyful  wing, 

Cleaving  the  sky, 
Sun,  moon,  and  stars  forgot, 

Upwards  I  fly, 
Still  all  my  song  shall  be, 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee, 

Nearer  to  Thee.     Amen. 

Mrs.  Sarah  F  Adams,  1841. 

223  7s.  eight  lines. 

ESUS,  lover  of  my  soul, 
Let  me  to  Thy  bosom  fly, 
While  the  nearer  waters  roll, 

While  the  tempest  still  is  high: 
Hide  me,  O  my  Saviour,  hide, 

Till  the  storm  of  life  be  past; 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide, 

O  receive  my  soul  at  last. 

Other  refuge  have  I  none, 

Hangs  my  helpless  soul  on  Thee; 

Leave,  ah!  leave  me  not  alone, 
Still  support  and  comfort  me: 

204 


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All  my  trust  on  Thee  is  stayed; 

All  my  help  from  Thee  I  bring; 
Cover  my  defenseless  head 

With  the  shadow  of  Thy  wing. 

Plenteous  grace  with  Thee  is  found, 

Grace  to  cleanse  from  every  sin; 
Let  the  healing  streams  abound, 

Make  and  keep  me  pure  within: 
Thou  of  life  the  fountain  art. 

Freely  let  me  take  of  Thee: 
Spring  Thou  up  within  my  heart, 

Rise  to  all  eternity.     Amen. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley,  1740,  abr. 


I 


224  7.6.7.6.  double. 

"N  heavenly  love  abiding, 
No  change  my  heart  shall  fear, 
And  safe  is  such  confiding, 

For  nothing  changes  here. 
The  storm  may  roar  without  me, 

My  heart  may  low  be  laid; 
But  God  is  round  about  me, 
And  can  I  be  dismayed? 

2  Wherever  He  may  guide  me, 
No  want  shall  turn  me  back ; 

My  Shepherd  is  beside  me, 

And  nothing  can  I  lack. 
His  wisdom  ever  waketh, 

His  sight  is  never  dim ; 
He  knows  the  way  He  taketh, 

And  I  will  walk  with  Him. 

3  Green  pastures  are  before  me, 
Which  yet  I  have  not  seen; 

Bright  skies  will  soon  be  o'er  me, 
Where  the  dark  clouds  have  been. 

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My  hope  I  cannot  measure, 

The  path  to  life  is  free; 
My  Saviour  has  my  treasure, 

And  He  will  walk  with  me. 

Anna  L.  Waring,  1850. 


225  s.m. 

"Y  spirit  on  Thy  care, 
Blest  Saviour,  I  recline; 
Thou  wilt  not  leave  me  to  despair, 
For  Thou  art  love  divine. 


M 


2  In  Thee  I  place  my  trust, 

On  Thee  I  calmly  rest; 
I  know  Thee  good,  I  know  Thee  just, 
And  count  Thy  choice  the  best. 

3  Whate'er  events  betide, 

Thy  will  they  all  perform : 
Safe  in  Thy  breast  my  head  I  hide, 
Nor  fear  the  coming  storm. 

4  Let  good  or  ill  befall, 

It  must  be  good  for  me; 
Secure  in  having  Thee  in  all, 
Of  having  all  in  Thee.     Amen. 

Rev.  Henry  F.  Lyte,  1834. 

Also  the  following 
269  We  walk  by  faith,  and  not  by  sight 

THE  DIVINE  LOVE 
226  8.7.8.7.  double. 

LOVE  divine,  all  loves  excelling, 
Joy  of  heaven,  to  earth  come  down! 
Fix  in  us  Thy  humble  dwelling, 
All  Thy  faithful  mercies  crown. 

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SUNDAYS   AFTER   TRINITY 


Jesus,  Thou  art  all  compassion, 
Pure,  unbounded  love  Thou  art; 

Visit  us  with  Thy  salvation, 
Enter  every  trembling  heart. 

2  Come,  almighty  to  deliver, 

Let  us  all  Thy  life  receive; 
Come  to  us,  dear  Lord,  and  never, 

Nevermore  Thy  temples  leave. 
Thee  we  would  be  alway  blessing; 

Serve  Thee  as  Thy  hosts  above; 
Pray,  and  praise  Thee  without  ceasing; 

Glory  in  Thy  perfect  love. 

3  Finish  then  Thy  new  creation, 

Pure  and  spotless  let  us  be: 
Let  us  see  our  whole  salvation, 

Perfectly  secured  in  Thee : 
Changed  from  glory  into  glory, 

Till  in  heaven  we  take  our  place: 
Till  we  cast  our  crowns  before  Thee, 

Lost  in  wonder,  love,  and  praise.     Amen. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley,  1747. 

227  8s.  six  lines. 

THOU  hidden  love  of  God,  whose  height, 
Whose  depth  unfathomed  no  man  knows: 
I  see  from  far  Thy  beauteous  light, 

Inly  I  sigh  for  Thy  repose: 
My  heart  is  pained,  nor  can  it  be 
At  rest,  till  it  find  rest  in  Thee. 

2  Is  there  a  thing  beneath  the  sun 

That  strives  with  Thee  my  heart  to  share? 
Ah!  tear  it  thence,  and  reign  alone, 
The  Lord  of  every  motion  there. 

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SUNDAYS    AFTER   TRINITY 


Then  shall  my  heart  from  earth  be  free, 
When  it  hath  found  repose  in  Thee. 

O  hide  this  self  from  me,  that  I 

No  more,  but  Christ  in  me,  may  live! 

My  base  affections  crucify, 

Nor  let  one  favourite  sin  survive; 

In  all  things  nothing  may  I  see, 

Nothing  desire,  or  seek,  but  Thee. 

Each  moment  draw  from  earth  away 
My  heart,  that  lowly  waits  Thy  call! 

Speak  to  my  inmost  soul,  and  say 
I  am  thy  love,  thy  God,  thy  all! 

To  feel  Thy  power,  to  hear  Thy  voice, 

To  taste  Thy  love,  be  all  my  choice!     Amen. 

Gerhard  Tersteegen,  172Q;  Tr.  Rev.  John  Wesley,  1738. 


J 


228  8s.  six  lines. 

ESUS,  Thy  boundless  love  to  me 
No  thought  can  reach,  no  tongue  declare; 
O  knit  my  thankful  heart  to  Thee, 

And  reign  without  a  rival  there ! 
Thine  wholly,  Thine  alone,  I  am; 
Be  Thou  alone  my  constant  flame. 

2  O  grant  that  nothing  in  my  soul 
May  dwell,  but  Thy  pure  love  alone! 

O  may  Thy  love  possess  me  whole, 

My  joy,  my  treasure,  and  my  crown! 
Strange  flames  far  from  my  heart  remove; 
May  every  act,  word,  thought  be  love! 

3  O  love,  how  cheering  is  thy  ray! 
All  pain  before  thy  presence  flies; 

Care,  anguish,  sorrow  melt  away, 
Where'er  thy  healing  beams  arise. 

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SUNDAYS   AFTER   TRINITY 


O  Jesus,  nothing  may  I  see, 
Nothing  desire  or  seek,  but  Thee! 

Still  let  Thy  love  point  out  my  way ! 

What  wondrous  things  Thy  love  hath  wrought ! 
Still  lead  me,  lest  I  go  astray; 

Direct  my  word,  inspire  my  thought; 
And  if  I  fall,  soon  may  I  hear 
Thy  voice,  and  know  that  love  is  near. 

In  suffering,  be  Thy  love  my  peace; 

In  weakness,  be  Thy  love  my  power; 
And  when  the  storms  of  life  shall  cease, 

Jesus,  in  that  dark,  final  hour 
Of  death,  be  Thou  my  Guide  and  Friend, 
That  I  may  love  Thee  without  end.     Amen. 

Paulus  Gerhardt,  1653;  Tr.  Rev.  John  Wesley,  17 3Q,  alt. 


J 


229  8s.  six  lines. 

ESUS,  my  Lord,  my  God,  my  all, 
Hear  me,  blest  Saviour,  when  I  call; 
Hear  me,  and  from  Thy  dwelling-place 
Pour  down  the  riches  of  Thy  grace. 

Jesus,  my  Lord,  I  Thee  adore; 

O  make  me  love  Thee  more  and  more ! 

2  Jesus,  too  late  I  Thee  have  sought; 
How  can  I  love  Thee  as  I  ought? 
And  how  extol  Thy  matchless  fame, 
The  glorious  beauty  of  Thy  Name? 

Jesus,  my  Lord,  I  Thee  adore; 

0  make  me  love  Thee  more  and  more! 

3  Jesus,  what  didst  Thou  find  in  me 
That  Thou  hast  dealt  so  lovingly? 
How  great  the  joy  that  Thou  hast  brought ! 
0  far  exceeding  hope  or  thought ! 

209 


SUNDAYS   AFTER   TRINITY 


Jesus,  my  Lord,  I  Thee  adore; 

O  make  me  love  Thee  more  and  more! 


Jesus,  of  Thee  shall  be  my  song; 
To  Thee  my  heart  and  soul  belong: 
All  that  I  am  or  have  is  Thine; 
And  Thou,  my  Saviour,  Thou  art  mine. 

Jesus,  my  Lord,  I  Thee  adore; 

0  make  me  love  Thee  more  and  more!     Amen. 

Rev.  Henry  Collins,  1854. 


230  8s.  six  lines. 

COME,  0  Thou  Traveler  unknown, 
Whom  still  I  hold,  but  cannot  see, 
My  company  before  is  gone, 

And  I  am  left  alone  with  Thee; 
With  Thee  all  night  I  mean  to  stay, 
And  wrestle  till  the  break  of  day. 


I  need  not  tell  Thee  who  I  am, 

My  misery  or  sin  declare; 
Thyself  hast  called  me  by  my  name; 

Look  on  Thy  hands  and  read  it  there ! 
But  Who,  I  ask  Thee,  Who  art  Thou? 
Tell  me  Thy  Name,  and  tell  me  now. 


Yield  to  me  now,  for  I  am  weak, 
But  confident  in  self -despair; 

Speak  to  my  heart,  in  blessing  speak, 
Be  conquered  by  my  instant  prayer! 

Speak,  or  Thou  never  hence  shalt  move, 

And  tell  me  if  Thy  Name  is  Love. 

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SUNDAYS   AFTER  TRINITY 


'T  is  Love !  'T  is  Love !  Thou  diedst  for  me ! 

I  hear  Thy  whisper  in  my  heart. 
The  morning  breaks,  the  shadows  flee; 

Pure,  universal  Love  Thou  art: 
To  me,  to  all,  Thy  mercies  move; 
Thy  nature  and  Thy  Name  is  Love.     Amen. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley,  1742. 


L' 


231  7s.  eight  lines. 

OVE  of  Jesus,  all  divine, 
Fill  this  longing  heart  of  mine: 
Ceaseless  struggling  after  life, 
Weary  with  the  endless  strife. 
Saviour,  Jesus,  lend  Thine  aid; 
Lift  Thou  up  my  fainting  head; 
Lead  me  to  my  long-sought  rest, 
Pillowed  on  Thy  loving  breast. 

Thou  alone  my  trust  shalt  be, 
Thou  alone  canst  comfort  me; 
Only,  Jesus,  let  Thy  grace 
Be  my  shield  and  hiding-place; 
Let  me  know  Thy  saving  power 
In  temptation's  fiercest  hour: 
Then,  my  Saviour,  at  Thy  side 
Let  me  evermore  abide. 

Thou  hast  wrought  this  fond  desire, 
Kindled  here  this  sacred  fire, 
Weaned  my  heart  from  all  below, 
Thee  and  Thee  alone  to  know. 
Thou  Who  hast  inspired  the  cry, 
Thou  alone  canst  satisfy: 
Love  of  Jesus,  all  divine, 
Fill  this  longing  heart  of  mine.     Amen. 

Rev.  F.  Boltome,  1872. 
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SUNDAYS    AFTER   TRINITY 


CM. 

OW  sweet  the  Name  of  Jesus  sounds 
In  a  believer's  ear! 
It  soothes  our  sorrows,  heals  our  wounds, 
And  drives  away  our  fear. 


H' 


2  It  makes  the  wounded  spirit  whole, 

And  calms  the  troubled  breast; 
'T  is  manna  to  the  hungry  soul, 
And  to  the  weary  rest. 

3  Dear  Name,  the  rock  on  which  I  build, 

My  shield  and  hiding-place, 
My  never-failing  treasury,  rilled 
With  boundless  stores  of  grace. 

4  Jesus!  my  Shepherd,  Guardian,  Friend, 

My  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King, 
My  Lord,  my  Life,  my  Way,  my  End, 
Accept  the  praise  I  bring. 

5  Weak  is  the  effort  of  my  heart, 

And  cold  my  warmest  thought; 
But  when  I  see  Thee  as  Thou  art, 
I  '11  praise  Thee  as  I  ought. 

6  Till  then  I  would  Thy  love  proclaim 

With  every  fleeting  breath; 
And  may  the  music  of  Thy  Name 
Refresh  my  soul  in  death.     Amen. 

Rev.  John  Newton,  1774. 

233  8.7.8.7.  double. 

LORD,  with  glowing  heart  I'd  praise  Thee, 
For  the  bliss  Thy  love  bestows, 
For  the  pardoning  grace  that  saves  me, 
And  the  peace  that  from  it  flows; 

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Help,  0  God,  my  weak  endeavour; 

This  dull  soul  to  rapture  raise : 
Thou  must  light  the  flame,  or  never 

Can  my  love  be  warmed  to  praise. 

Praise,  my  soul,  the  God  that  sought  thee, 

Wretched  wanderer,  far  astray; 
Found  thee  lost,  and  kindly  brought  thee 

From  the  paths  of  death  away; 
Praise,  with  love's  devoutest  feeling, 

Him  who  saw  thy  guilt-born  fear, 
And,  the  light  of  hope  revealing, 

Bade  the  blood-stained  cross  appear. 

Lord,  this  bosom's  ardent  feeling 

Vainly  would  my  lips  express : 
Low  before  Thy  footstool  kneeling, 

Deign  Thy  suppliant's  prayer  to  bless : 
Let  Thy  grace,  my  soul's  chief  treasure, 

Love's  pure  flame  within  me  raise; 
And,  since  words  can  never  measure, 

Let  my  life  show  forth  Thy  praise.     Amen. 

Francis  Scott  Key,  i8iq. 


234  cm. 

Y  God,  I  love  Thee:  not  because 
I  hope  for  heaven  thereby; 
Nor  yet  because  if  I  love  not 
I  must  forever  die. 


M 


2  But,  O  my  Jesus,  Thou  didst  me 

Upon  the  cross  embrace; 
For  me  didst  bear  the  nails  and  spear, 
And  manifold  disgrace, 

3  And  griefs  and  torments  numberless, 

And  sweat  of  agony, 
E'en  death  itself;  and  all  for  me 
Who  was  Thine  enemy. 

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4  Then  why,  O  blessed  Jesus  Christ, 

Should  I  not  love  Thee  well? 
Not  for  the  hope  of  winning  heaven, 
Nor  of  escaping  hell; 

5  Not  with  the  hope  of  gaining  aught; 

Not  seeking  a  reward: 
But  as  Thyself  hast  loved  me, 
O  ever-loving  Lord ! 

6  E'en  so  I  love  Thee,  and  will  love, 

And  in  Thy  praise  will  sing; 
Solely  because  Thou  art  my  God, 
And  my  eternal  King.     Amen. 

Ascribed  to  Francis  Xavier;  Tr.  Rev.  Edward  Caswall,  184Q,  alt. 


235  6.6.6.6. 

LOVE  that  casts  out  fear, 
O  Love  that  casts  out  sin, 
Tarry  no  more  without, 

But  come  and  dwell  within! 


o 


2  True  sunlight  of  the  soul, 

Surround  us  as  we  go; 
So  shall  our  way  be  safe, 
Our  feet  no  straying  know. 

3  Great  love  of  God,  come  in! 

Wellspring  of  heavenly  peace; 
Thou  Living  Water,  come! 
Spring  up,  and  never  cease. 

4  Love  of  the  living  God, 

Of  Father  and  of  Son; 
Love  of  the  Holy  Ghost, 

Fill  Thou  each  needy  one.     Amen. 

Rev.  II  or  alius  Bonar,  186 1. 
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o 


236  8.8.8.8.6. 

LOVE  that  wilt  not  let  me  go, 
I  rest  my  weary  soul  in  Thee ; 
I  give  Thee  back  the  life  I  owe, 
That  in  Thine  ocean  depths  its  flow 
May  richer,  fuller  be. 

2  0  Light  that  followest  all  my  way, 

I  yield  my  flickering  torch  to  Thee; 
My  heart  restores  its  borrowed  ray, 
That  in  Thy  sunshine's  blaze  its  day 

May  brighter,  fairer  be. 

3  0  Joy  that  seekest  me  through  pain, 

I  cannot  close  my  heart  to  Thee; 
I  trace  the  rainbow  through  the  rain, 
And  feel  the  promise  is  not  vain 

That  morn  shall  tearless  be. 

4  0  Cross  that  liftest  up  my  head, 

I  dare  not  ask  to  fly  from  thee; 
I  lay  in  dust  life's  glory  dead, 
And  from  the  ground  there  blossoms  red 

Life  that  shall  endless  be.     Amen. 

Rev.  George  Matheson,  1882. 
THE  DIVINE  MERCY 

237  cm. 

WHEN  all  Thy  mercies,  O  my  God, 
My  rising  soul  surveys, 
Transported  with  the  view,  I  'm  lost 
In  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 

2  O  how  shall  words  with  equal  warmth 
The  gratitude  declare, 
That  glows  within  my  ravished  heart? 
But  Thou  canst  read  it  there. 

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3  Ten  thousand  thousand  precious  gifts 

My  daily  thanks  employ; 
Nor  is  the  least  a  cheerful  heart, 
That  tastes  those  gifts  with  joy. 

4  Through  every  period  of  my  life 

Thy  goodness  I'll  pursue; 
And  after  death,  in  distant  worlds, 
The  glorious  theme  renew. 

5  When  nature  fails,  and  day  and  night 

Divide  Thy  works  no  more, 
My  ever  grateful  heart,  O  Lord, 
Thy  mercy  shall  adore. 

6  Through  all  eternity,  to  Thee 

A  joyful  song  I'll  raise; 
But  O  eternity  's  too  short 

To  utter  all  Thy  praise !     Amen. 

Joseph  Addison,  1712,  abbr. 


238  6s.  six  lines. 

THY  life  was  given  for  me, 
Thy  blood,  O  Lord,  was  shed 
That  I  might  ransomed  be, 
And  quickened  from  the  dead ; 
Thy  life  was  given  for  me: 
What  have  I  given  for  Thee? 

2  Long  years  were  spent  for  me 
In  weariness  and  woe, 
That  through  eternity 
Thy  glory  I  might  know. 

Long  years  were  spent  for  me : 
Have  I  spent  one  for  Thee? 

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3  Thy  Father's  home  of  light, 

Thy  rainbow-circled  throne, 
Were  left  for  earthly  night, 

For  wanderings  sad  and  lone. 
Yea,  all  was  left  for  me : 
Have  I  left  aught  for  Thee? 

4  And  Thou  hast  brought  to  me, 

Down  from  Thy  home  above, 
Salvation  full  and  free, 
Thy  pardon  and  Thy  love. 

Great  gifts  Thou  broughtest  me: 
What  have  I  brought  to  Thee? 

5  O  let  my  life  be  given, 

My  years  for  Thee  be  spent; 
World  fetters  all  be  riven, 

And  joy  with  suffering  blent ; 
Thou  gavest  Thyself  for  me: 
I  give  myself  to  Thee.     Amen. 

Frances  R.  Haver  gal,  1858. 


I 


239  7.6.7.6.  double. 

COULD  not  do  without  Thee, 
O  Saviour  of  the  lost, 
Whose  precious  blood  redeemed  me 

At  such  tremendous  cost; 
Thy  righteousness,  Thy  pardon, 
Thy  precious  blood,  must  be 
My  only  hope  and  comfort, 
My  glory  and  my  plea. 

I  could  not  do  without  Thee, 

I  cannot  stand  alone, 
I  have  no  strength  or  goodness, 

No  wisdom  of  my  own; 

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But  Thou,  beloved  Saviour, 

Art  all  in  all  to  me, 
And  weakness  will  be  power 

If  leaning  hard  on  Thee. 

I  could  not  do  without  Thee, 

For  O  the  way  is  long, 
And  I  am  often  weary, 

And  sigh  replaces  song: 
How  could  I  do  without  Thee? 

I  do  not  know  the  way; 
Thou  knowest,  and  Thou  leadest, 

And  wilt  not  let  me  stray. 

I  could  not  do  without  Thee, 

0  Jesus,  Saviour  dear; 
E'en  when  my  eyes  are  holden, 

1  know  that  Thou  art  near. 
How  dreary  and  how  lonely 

This  changeful  life  would  be, 
Without  the  sweet  communion, 
The  secret  rest  with  Thee ! 

I  could  not  do  without  Thee; 

No  other  friend  can  read 
The  spirit's  strange  deep  longings, 

Interpreting  its  need; 
No  human  heart  could  enter 

Each  dim  recess  of  mine, 
And  soothe,  and  hush,  and  calm  it, 

O  blessed  Lord,  but  Thine. 

I  could  not  do  without  Thee, 
For  years  are  fleeting  fast, 

And  soon  in  solemn  loneliness 
The  river  must  be  passed; 

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But  Thou  wilt  never  leave  me, 
And  though  the  waves  roll  high, 

I  know  Thou  wilt  be  near  me, 
And  whisper,  "It  is  I."     Amen. 

Frances  R.  Havergal,  1873. 


240  8.7.8.7.  double. 

THERE  'S  a  wideness  in  God's  mercy 
Like  the  wideness  of  the  sea; 
There 's  a  kindness  in  His  justice, 

Which  is  more  than  liberty. 
There  is  welcome  for  the  sinner, 
And  more  graces  for  the  good; 
There  is  mercy  with  the  Saviour; 
There  is  healing  in  His  blood. 


There  is  no  place  where  earth's  sorrows 

Are  more  felt  than  up  in  heaven; 
There  is  no  place  where  earth's  failings 

Have  such  kindly  judgment  given. 
There  is  plentiful  redemption 

In  the  blood  that  has  been  shed; 
There  is  joy  for  all  the  members 

In  the  sorrows  of  the  Head. 


For  the  love  of  God  is  broader 

Than  the  measure  of  man's  mind; 
And  the  heart  of  the  Eternal 

Is  most  infinitely  kind. 
If  our  love  were  but  more  simple, 

We  should  take  Him  at  His  word; 
And  our  lives  would  be  all  sunshine 

In  the  sweetness  of  the  Lord. 

Rev.  Frederick  William  Faber,  1862,  cento. 
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i 


241  D.C.M. 

HEARD  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 
Come  unto  Me  and  rest; 
Lay  down,  thou  weary  one,  lay  down 

Thy  head  upon  My  breast. 
I  came  to  Jesus  as  I  was, 

Weary,  and  worn,  and  sad ; 

I  found  in  Him  a  resting-place, 

And  He  has  made  me  glad. 

2  I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 

Behold,  I  freely  give 
The  living  water;  thirsty  one, 

Stoop  down,  and  drink,  and  live. 
I  came  to  Jesus,  and  I  drank 

Of  that  life-giving  stream ; 
My  thirst  was  quenched,  my  soul  revived, 

And  now  I  live  in  Him. 

3  I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 

I  am  this  dark  world's  light; 
Look  unto  Me,  thy  morn  shall  rise, 

And  all  thy  day  be  bright. 
I  looked  to  Jesus,  and  I  found 

In  Him  my  Star,  my  Sun; 
And  in  that  light  of  life  I'll  walk 

Till  traveling  days  are  done. 

Rev.  Horatius  Bonar,  1846. 

242  8.6.8.8.6 

ETERNAL  Light!  Eternal  Light ! 
How  pure  that  soul  must  be, 
When,  placed  within  Thy  searching  sight, 
It  shrinks  not,  but  with  calm  delight 
Can  live,  and  look  on  Thee. 

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2  The  spirits  that  surround  Thy  throne 

May  bear  the  burning  bliss; 
But  surely  that  is  theirs  alone 
Who,  undenled,  have  never  known 

A  fallen  world  like  this. 

3  O  how  shall  I,  whose  native  sphere 

Is  dark,  whose  mind  is  dim, 
Before  the  Ineffable  appear, 
And  on  my  naked  spirit  bear 

The  uncreated  beam? 

4  There  is  a  way  for  man  to  rise 

To  that  sublime  abode: 
An  offering  and  a  sacrifice, 
A  Holy  Spirit's  energies. 

An  advocate  with  God: 

5  These,  these  prepare  us  for  the  sight 

Of  holiness  above : 
The  sons  of  ignorance  and  night 
May  dwell  in  the  eternal  Light, 

Through  the  eternal  Love ! 

Rev.  Thomas  Binncy,  c.  1826. 


243  8.7.8.7. 

[AVIOUR,  source  of  every  blessing, 
Tune  my  heart  to  grateful  lays; 
Streams  of  mercy,  never  ceasing, 
Call  for  ceaseless  songs  of  praise. 


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2  Teach  me  some  melodious  measure, 
Sung  by  raptured  saints  above; 
Fill  my  soul' with  sacred  pleasure, 
While  I  sing  redeeming  love. 


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Thou  didst  seek  me  when  a  stranger, 
Wandering  from  the  fold  of  God; 

Thou,  to  save  my  soul  from  danger, 
Didst  redeem  me  with  Thy  blood. 

By  Thy  hand  restored,  defended, 
Safe  through  life  thus  far  I've  come; 

Safe,  O  Lord,  when  life  is  ended, 

Bring  me  to  my  heavenly  home.     Amen. 

Rev.  Robert  Robinson,  alt.  1758. 


DIVINE  GUIDANCE 
244  L.M.  with  refrain. 

HE  leadeth  me !  0  blessed  thought ! 
0  words  with  heavenly  comfort  fraught! 
Whate'er  I  do,  where'er  I  be, 
Still  't  is  God's  hand  that  leadeth  me. 
He  leadeth  me !  He  leadeth  me ! 
By  His  own  hand  He  leadeth  me! 
His  faithful  follower  I  would  be, 
For  by  His  hand  He  leadeth  me. 

2  Sometimes  mid  scenes  of  deepest  gloom, 
Sometimes  where  Eden's  bowers  bloom, 
By  waters  calm,  o'er  troubled  sea, 

Still  't  is  His  hand  that  leadeth  me. 
He  leadeth  me,  etc. 

3  Lord,  I  would  clasp  Thy  hand  in  mine, 
Nor  ever  murmur  nor  repine; 
Content,  whatever  lot  I  see, 

Since,  't  is  my  God  that  leadeth  me. 
He  leadeth  me,  etc. 

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4  And  when  my  task  on  earth  is  done, 
When,  by  Thy  grace,  the  victory  's  won, 
E'en  death's  cold  wave  I  will  not  flee, 
Since  God  through  Jordan  leadeth  me. 
He  leadeth  me,  etc 

Rev.  Joseph  H.  Gilmore,  1862. 

245  10.4.10.4.10.10. 

LEAD,  kindly  Light,  amid  the  encircling  gloom, 
Lead  Thou  me  on! 
The  night  is  dark,  and  I  am  far  from  home, 

Lead  Thou  me  on! 
Keep  Thou  my  feet!  I  do  not  ask  to  see 
The  distant  scene;  one  step  enough  for  me. 

2  I  was  not  ever  thus,  nor  prayed  that  Thou 

Shouldst  lead  me  on; 
I  loved  to  choose  and  see  my  path;  but  now 

Lead  Thou  me  on ! 
I  loved  the  garish  day;  and,  spite  of  fears, 
Pride  ruled  my  will:  remember  not  past  years. 

3  So  long  Thy  power  hath  blest  me,  sure  it  still 

Will  lead  me  on 
O'er  moor  and  fen,  o'er  crag  and  torrent,  till 

The  night  is  gone; 
And  with  the  morn  those  angel  faces  smile, 
Which  I  have  loved  long  since,  and  lost  awhile.  Amen. 

Rev.  John  Henry  Newman,  1833. 


T 


246  s.m. 

kHOU  say'st,  "Take  up  thy  cross, 
O  man,  and  follow  Me"; 
The  night  is  black,  the  feet  are  slack, 
Yet  we  would  follow  Thee. 

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2  But,  O  dear  Lord,  we  cry, 

That  we  Thy  face  could  see, 
Thy  blessed  face  one  moment's  space, 
Then  might  we  follow  Thee! 

3  Dim  tracts  of  time  divide 

Those  golden  days  from  me; 
Thy  voice  comes  strange  o'er  years  of  change; 
How  can  I  follow  Thee? 

4  Comes  faint  and  far  Thy  voice 

From  vales  of  Galilee; 
Thy  vision  fades  in  ancient  shades; 
How  should  we  follow  Thee? 

5  O  heavy  cross:  of  faith 

In  what  we  cannot  see! 
As  once  of  yore  Thyself  restore, 
And  help  to  follow  Thee. 

6  If  not  as  once  Thou  cam'st 

In  true  humanity, 
Come  yet  as  guest  within  the  breast 
That  burns  to  follow  Thee. 

7  Within  our  heart  of  hearts 

In  nearest  nearness  be : 
Set  up  Thy  throne  within  Thine  own : 
Go,  Lord;  we  follow  Thee.     Amen. 

Francis  T.  Palgrave,  1865. 

247  8.7.8.7.8.7. 

EAD  us,  heavenly  Father,  lead  us 


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O'er  the  world's  tempestuous  sea; 
Guard  us,  guide  us,  keep  us,  feed  us, 

For  we  have  no  help  but  Thee; 
Yet  possessing  every  blessing, 

If  our  God  our  Father  be. 


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Saviour,  breathe  forgiveness  o'er  us. 
All  our  weakness  Thou  dost  know ; 

Thou  didst  tread  this  earth  before  us: 
Thou  didst  feel  its  keenest  woe; 

Lone  and  dreary,  faint  and  wear}', 
Through  the  desert  Thou  didst  go. 


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3  Spirit  of  our  God,  descendin; 

Fill  our  hearts  with  heavenly  joy; 
Love  with  every  passion  blending, 

Pleasure  that  can  never  cloy: 
Thus  provided,  pardoned,  guided. 

Nothing  can  our  peace  destroy.     Amen. 

James  Edmcston,  1821. 

248  10.10.10.10. 

LEAD  us,  O  Father,  in  the  paths  of  peace; 
Without  Thy  guiding  hand  we  go  astray. 
And  doubts  appall,  and  sorrows  still  increase; 
Lead  us  through  Christ,  the  true  and  living  Way. 

2  Lead  us,  0  Father,  in  the  paths  of  truth; 

Unhelped  by  Thee,  in  error's  maze  we  grope, 
While  passion  stains,  and  folly  dims  our  youth. 
And  age  comes  on,  uncheered  by  faith  and  hope. 

3  Lead  us,  O  Father,  in  the  paths  of  right; 

Blindly  we  stumble  when  we  walk  alone, 
Involved  in  shadows  of  a  darksome  night. 
Only  with  Thee  we  journey  safely  on. 

4  Lead  us,  O  Father,  to  Thy  heavenly  rest. 

However  rough  and  steep  the  path  may  be. 
Through  joy  or  sorrow,  as  Thou  deemest  best. 
Until  our  lives  are  perfected  in  Thee.     Amen. 

William  Henry  Burleigh,  1868. 
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Also  the  following 

41  Guide  me,  O  Thou  great  Jehovah 
306  O  for  a  closer  walk  with  God 
355  Saviour,  like  a  shepherd  lead  us 
379  Jesus,  I  my  cross  have  taken 
448  Jesus,  still  lead  on 
493  O  Master,  let  me  walk  with  Thee 
524  Lead  on,  O  King  eternal 
533  O  happy  band  of  pilgrims 


PRAISE  AND  ADORATION 

249  l.m. 

LL  people  that  on  earth  do  dwell, 
Sing  to  the  Lord  with  cheerful  voice: 
Him  serve  with  fear,  His  praise  forth  tell, 
Come  ye  before  Him  and  rejoice. 


A1 


Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  indeed; 

Without  our  aid  He  did  us  make: 
We  are  His  flock,  He  doth  us  feed, 

And  for  His  sheep  He  doth  us  take. 


3  O  enter  then  His  gates  with  praise, 
Approach  with  joy  His  courts  unto; 
Praise,  laud,  and  bless  His  Name  always, 
For  it  is  seemly  so  to  do. 


For  why  ?  the  Lord  our  God  is  good, 

His  mercy  is  forever  sure; 
His  truth  at  all  times  firmly  stood, 

And  shall  from  age  to  age  endure.     Amen. 

Rev.  William  Kethe,  1561;  Psalm  100. 
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SUNDAYS   AFTER   TRINITY 


250  l.m. 

'ROM  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies 
Let  the  Creator's  praise  arise! 
Let  the  Redeemer's  Xame  be  sung 
Through  every  land,  by  every  tongue! 


F 


Eternal  are  Thy  mercies,  Lord, 

And  truth  eternal  is  Thy  word: 

Thy  praise  shall  sound  from  shore  to  shore 

Till  suns  shall  rise  and  set  no  more.     Amen. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts,  171Q;  Psalm  100. 


O 


251  D.L.M. 

GOD  of  God!  0  Light  of  Light! 
Thou  Prince  of  Peace,  Thou  King  of  kings, 
To  Thee,  where  angels  know  no  night, 
The  song  of  praise  forever  rings: 
To  Him  Who  sits  upon  the  throne, 

The  Lamb  once  slain  for  sinful  men, 
Be  honour,  might;  all  by  Him  won; 
Glory  and  praise!  Amen.  Amen! 

Deep  in  the  prophets'  sacred  page, 

Grand  in  the  poets'  winged  word, 
Slowly  in  type,  from  age  to  age, 
Nations  beheld  their  coming  Lord; 
Till  through  the  deep  Judean  night 

Rang  out  the  song,  "Good- will  to  men!'' 
Hymned  by  the  first-born  sons  of  light. 
Re-echoed  now,  "Good-will!"  Amen! 

That  life  of  truth,  those  deeds  of  love, 
That  death  of  pain,  mid  hate  and  scorn; 

These  all  are  past,  and  now  above 

He  reigns  our  King!  once  crowned  with  thorn. 

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SUNDAYS   AFTER   TRINITY 


Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  heavenly  gates; 

So  sang  His  hosts,  unheard  by  men; 
Lift  up  your  heads,  for  you  He  waits. 

We  lift  them  up!  Amen,  Amen! 


4  Nations  afar,  in  ignorance  deep; 

Isles  of  the  sea,  where  darkness  lay: 
These  hear  His  voice,  they  wake  from  sleep, 
And  throng  with  joy  the  upward  way. 

They  cry  with  us,  "Send  forth  Thy  light," 

O  Lamb,  once  slain  for  sinful  men; 
Burst  Satan's  bonds,  O  God  of  might; 
Set  all  men  free!  Amen,  Amen! 


5  Sing  to  the  Lord  a  glorious  song, 

Sing  to  His  Name,  His  love  forth  tell; 
Sing  on,  heaven's  hosts,  His  praise  prolong; 
Sing,  ye  who  now  on  earth  do  dwell: 
Worthy  the  Lamb  for  sinners  slain, 

From  angels,  praise;  and  thanks  from  men; 
Worthy  the  Lamb,  enthroned  to  reign, 
Glory  and  power!  Amen,  Amen!     Amen. 

Rev.  John  Julian,  1883. 


H' 


252  10.10.11.11. 

OW  wondrous  and  great 
Thy  works,  God  of  praise! 
How  just,  King  of  saints, 

And  true  are  Thy  ways ! 
O  who  shall  not  fear  Thee, 
And  honour  Thy  Name? 
Thou  only  art  holy, 
Thou  only  supreme. 

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T 


2  To  nations  long  dark 

Thy  light  shall  be  shown; 
Their  worship  and  vows 

Shall  come  to  Thy  throne: 
Thy  truth  and  Thy  judgments 

Shall  spread  all  abroad, 
Till  earth's  every  people 

Confess  Thee  their  God.     Amen. 

Bishop  Henry  U.  Onderdonk,  1826. 

253  D.L.M. 

kHE  spacious  firmament  on  high, 
With  all  the  blue  ethereal  sky, 
And  spangled  heavens  a  shining  frame, 
Their  great  Original  proclaim. 
The  unwearied  sun  from  day  to  day 
Does  his  Creator's  power  display, 
And  publishes  to  every  land 
The  work  of  an  almighty  Hand. 

Soon  as  the  evening  shades  prevail, 
The  moon  takes  up  the  wondrous  tale, 
And  nightly  to  the  listening  earth 
Repeats  the  story  of  her  birth; 
Whilst  all  the  stars  that  round  her  burn, 
And  all  the  planets  in  their  turn, 
Confirm  the  tidings  as  they  roll, 
And  spread  the  truth  from  pole  to  pole. 

What  though  in  solemn  silence  all 
Move  round  this  dark  terrestrial  ball; 
What  though  no  real  voice  nor  sound 
Amidst  their  radiant  orbs  be  found ; 
In  reason's  ear  they  all  rejoice, 
And  utter  forth  a  glorious  voice; 
Forever  singing,  as  they  shine, 
''The  Hand  that  made  us  is  Divine." 

Joseph  Addison,  1712;  Psalm  ig. 
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SUNDAYS   AFTER   TRINITY 


254  6.6.8.4.  double. 

THE  God  of  Abraham  praise, 
Who  reigns  enthroned  above; 
Ancient  of  everlasting  days, 

And  God  of  love; 
Jehovah,  great  I  AM, 

By  earth  and  heaven  confessed; 
I  bow  and  bless  the  sacred  Name, 
Forever  blest. 

2  He  by  Himself  hath  sworn, 

I  on  His  oath  depend, 
I  shall,  on  angel-wings  upborne, 

To  heaven  ascend: 
I  shall  behold  His  face, 

I  shall  His  power  adore, 
And  sing  the  wonders  of  His  grace 
Forevermore. 

3  There  dwells  the  Lord,  our  King, 

The  Lord,  our  Righteousness, 
Triumphant  o'er  the  world  and  sin, 

The  Prince  of  Peace; 
On  Sion's  sacred  height 

His  kingdom  He  maintains, 
And,  glorious  with  His  saints  in  light, 
Forever  reigns. 

4  The  who'e  triumphant  host 

Give  thanks  to  God  on  high; 
Hail,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost! 

They  ever  cry: 
Hail,  Abraham's  God  and  mine! 

I  join  the  heavenly  lays; 
All  might  and  majesty  are  Thine, 
And  endless  praise.     Amen. 

Rev.  Thomas  Olivers,  c.  1770. 
230 


SUNDAYS   AFTER   TRINITY 


255  10.10.11.11. 

O  WORSHIP  the  King,  all  glorious  above! 
O  gratefully  sing  His  power  and  His  love ! 
Our  shield  and  defender,  the  Ancient  of  days, 
Pavilioned  in  splendour,  and  girded  with  praise. 

2  0  tell  of  His  might !  O  sing  of  His  grace ! 
Whose  robe  is  the  light,  Whose  canopy  space. 

His  chariots  of  wrath  the  deep  thunder-clouds  form, 
And  dark  is  His  path  on  the  wings  of  the  storm. 

3  The  earth,  with  its  store  of  wonders  untold, 
Almighty,  Thy  power  hath  founded  of  old, 
Hath  'stablished  it  fast  by  a  changeless  decree, 
And  round  it  hath  cast,  like  a  mantle,  the  sea. 

4  Thy  bountiful  care,  what  tongue  can  recite? 
It  breathes  in  the  air,  it  shines  in  the  light; 

It  streams  from  the  hills;  it  descends  to  the  plain, 
And  sweetly  distills  in  the  dew  and  the  rain. 

5  Frail  children  of  dust,  and  feeble  as  frail, 
In  Thee  do  we  trust,  nor  find  Thee  to  fail; 
Thy  mercies,  how  tender !  how  firm  to  the  end ! 
Our  Maker,  Defender,  Redeemer,  and  Friend! 

6  O  measureless  Might !  ineffable  Love ! 
While  angels  delight  to  hymn  Thee  above, 
The  humbler  creation,  though  feeble  their  lays, 
With  true  adoration  shall  lisp  to  Thy  praise.     Amen. 

Sir  Robert  Grant,  1833;  Psalm  104. 


S 


256  7.7.7.7. 

[ONGS  of  praise  the  angels  sang, 
Heaven  with  alleluias  rang, 
Wlien  Jehovah's  work  begun, 
When  He  spake  and  it  was  done. 

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2  Songs  of  praise  awoke  the  morn, 
When  the  Prince  of  Peace  was  born; 
Songs  of  praise  arose  when  He 
Captive  led  captivity. 

3  Heaven  and  earth  must  pass  away; 
Songs  of  praise  shall  crown  that  day : 
God  will  make  new  heavens  and  earth; 
Songs  of  praise  shall  hail  their  birth. 

4  And  shall  man  alone  be  dumb, 
Till  that  glorious  kingdom  come? 
No;  the  Church  delights  to  raise 
Psalms,  and  hymns,  and  songs  of  praise. 

5  Saints  below,  with  heart  and  voice, 
Still  in  songs  of  praise  rejoice; 
Learning  here,  by  faith  and  love, 
Songs  of  praise  to  sing  above. 

6  Borne  upon  their  latest  breath, 
Songs  of  praise  shall  conquer  death; 
Then,  amidst  eternal  joy, 

Songs  of  praise  their  powers  employ. 

James  Montgomery,  i8iq. 


257  7.7.7.7. 

ING,  my  soul,  His  wondrous  love, 
Who,  from  yon  bright  throne  above, 
Ever  watchful  o'er  our  race, 
Still  to  man  extends  His  grace. 


S' 


2  Heaven  and  earth  by  Him  were  made; 
All  is  by  His  scepter  swayed ; 
What  are  we  that  He  should  show 
So  much  love  to  us  below? 


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3  God,  the  merciful  and  good, 
Bought  us  with  the  Saviour's  blood, 
And,  to  make  our  safety  sure, 
Guides  us  by  His  Spirit  pure. 


4  Sing,  my  soul,  adore  His  Name! 
Let  His  glory  be  thy  theme: 
Praise  Him  till  He  calls  thee  home; 
Trust  His  love  for  all  to  come. 

Anon. 


258  8.7.8.7.4.7. 

PRAISE,  my  soul,  the  King  of  heaven; 
To  His  feet  thy  tribute  bring; 
Ransomed,  healed,  restored,  forgiven, 
Evermore  His  praises  sing: 

Alleluia!  Alleluia! 
Praise  the  everlasting  King. 


Praise  Him  for  His  grace  and  favour 
To  our  fathers  in  distress; 

Praise  Him  still  the  same  as  ever, 
Slow  to  chide,  and  swift  to  bless: 

Alleluia!  Alleluia! 
Glorious  in  His  faithfulness. 


Father-like  He  tends  and  spares  us; 

Well  our  feeble  frame  He  knows; 
In  His  hand  He  gently  bears  us, 

Rescues  us  from  all  our  foes. 
Alleluia!  Alleluia! 

Widely  yet  His  mercy  flows. 

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4  Angels  in  the  height  adore  Him! 
Ye  behold  Him  face  to  face; 
Saints  triumphant  bow  before  Him! 
Gathered  in  from  every  race. 

Alleluia!  Alleluia! 
Praise  with  us  the  God  of  grace.     Amen. 

Rev.  Henry  F.  Lyte,  1834,  alt.;  Psalm  103. 

259  cm. 

PRAISE  to  the  Holiest  in  the  height, 
And  in  the  depth  be  praise; 
In  all  His  words  most  wonderful, 
Most  sure  in  all  His  ways ! 

2  O  loving  wisdom  of  our  God! 

When  all  was  sin  and  shame. 
A  second  Adam  to  the  fight 
And  to  the  rescue  came. 

3  O  wisest  love !  that  flesh  and  blood, 

Which  did  in  Adam  fail, 
Should  strive  afresh  against  the  foe, 
Should  strive  and  should  prevail: 

4  And  that  a  higher  gift  than  grace 

Should  flesh  and  blood  refine; 
God's  presence  and  His  very  Self, 
And  essence  all-divine. 

5  O  generous  love !  that  He  Who  smote 

In  Man  for  man  the  foe, 
The  double  agony  in  Man 
For  man  should  undergo ; 

6  And  in  the  garden  secretly, 

And  on  the  cross  on  high, 
Should  teach  His  brethren,  and  inspire 
To  suffer  and  to  die. 

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Praise  to  the  Holiest  in  the  height, 

And  in  the  depth  be  praise; 
In  all  His  words  most  wonderful, 

Most  sure  in  all  His  ways.     Amen. 

Rev.  John  Henry  Newman,  1865. 


O 


CM. 

FOR  a  heart  to  praise  my  God, 
A  heart  from  sin  set  free ! 
A  heart  that's  sprinkled  with  the  blood 
So  freely  shed  for  me; 

2  A  heart  resigned,  submissive,  meek, 

My  dear  Redeemer's  throne, 
Where  only  Christ  is  heard  to  speak, 
Where  Jesus  reigns  alone; 

3  An  humble,  lowly,  contrite  heart, 

Believing,  true,  and  clean; 
Which  neither  life  nor  death  can  part 
From  Him  that  dwells  within. 

4  A  heart  in  every  thought  renewed, 

And  full  of  love  divine, 
Perfect,  and  right,  and  pure,  and  good, 
A  copy,  Lord,  of  Thine! 

5  Thy  nature,  gracious  Lord,  impart; 

Come  quickly  from  above; 
Write  Thy  new  Name  upon  my  heart, 
Thy  new,  best  Name  of  Love.     Amen. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley,  1742. 

261  s.m 

AWAKE,  and  sing  the  song 
Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb ! 
Wake  every  heart  and  every  tongue 
To  praise  the  Saviour's  Name. 

235 


SUNDAYS   AFTER   TRINITY 


2  Sing  of  His  dying  love! 

Sing  of  His  rising  power! 
Sing  how  He  intercedes  above 
For  those  whose  sins  He  bore! 

3  Sing  on  your  heavenly  way! 

Ye  ransomed  sinners,  sing! 
Sing  on,  rejoicing  every  day 
In  Christ,  the  eternal  King! 

4  Soon  shall  ye  hear  Him  say, 

"Ye  blessed  children,  come." 
Soon  will  He  call  you  hence  away, 
And  take  His  wanderers  home. 

5  There  shall  our  raptured  tongue 

His  endless  praise  proclaim, 
And  sweeter  voices  swell  the  song 
Of  glory  to  the  Lamb. 

Rev .  William  Hammond,  1745,  cento. 


262  8.8.6.8.8.6. 

O  COULD  I  speak  the  matchless  worth, 
O  could  I  sound  the  glories  forth 
Which  in  my  Saviour  shine, 
I  'd  soar,  and  touch  the  heavenly  strings, 
And  vie  with  Gabriel  while  he  sings 
In  notes  almost  divine. 

2  I'd  sing  the  characters  He  bears, 
And  all  the  forms  of  love  He  wears, 

Exalted  on  His  throne: 
In  loftiest  songs  of  sweetest  praise, 
I  would  to  everlasting  days 
Make  all  His  glories  known. 

236 


SUNDAYS   AFTER   TRINITY 


O  the  delightful  day  will  come 

When  my  dear  Lord  will  bring  me  home, 

And  I  shall  see  His  face; 
Then  with  my  Saviour,  Brother,  Friend, 
A  blest  eternity  I'll  spend, 

Triumphant  in  His  grace. 

Rev.  Samuel  Medley,  i^Sp. 


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263  p.m. 

IRAISE  the  Lord  through  every  nation; 
His  holy  arm  hath  wrought  salvation; 
Exalt  Him  on  His  Father's  throne. 
Praise  your  King,  ye  Christian  legions, 
Who  now  prepares  in  heavenly  regions 
Unfailing  mansions  for  His  own: 
With  voice  and  minstrelsy 
Extol  His  majesty : 
Alleluia ! 
His  praise  shall  sound  all  nature  round, 
Where'er  the  race  of  man  is  found. 

2  God  with  man  dominion  sharing, 
And  Man  with  God  our  image  bearing, 

Gentile  and  Jew  to  Him  are  given: 
Praise  your  Saviour,  ransomed  sinners, 
Of  life,  through  Him,  immortal  winners: 
No  longer  heirs  of  earth,  but  heaven. 
0  beatific  sight 
To  view  His  face  in  light ! 
Alleluia! 
And  while  we  see,  transformed  to  be 
From  bliss  to  bliss  eternally. 

3  Jesus,  Lord,  our  Captain  glorious, 
O'er  sin,  and  death,  and  hell  victorious, 

Wisdom  and  might  to  Thee  belong: 

237 


SUNDAYS    AFTER   TRINITY 


We  confess,  proclaim,  adore  Thee; 
We  bow  the  knee,  we  fall  before  Thee, 
Thy  love  henceforth  shall  be  our  song. 
The  cross  meanwhile  we  bear, 
The  crown  erelong  to  wear: 
Alleluia! 
Thy  reign  extend  world  without  end, 
Let  praise  from  all  to  Thee  ascend.     Amen. 

Dutch;  Rev.  Rhijnvis  Feith,  1806;  Tr.  James  Montgomery,  1828. 


264  10.10.7. 

SING  Alleluia  forth  in  duteous  praise, 
Ye  citizens  of  heaven,  O  sweetly  raise 

An  endless  Alleluia. 


2  Ye  powers,  who  stand  before  the  eternal  Light, 
In  hymning  choirs  re-echo  to  the  height 

An  endless  Alleluia. 

3  The  holy  city  shall  take  up  your  strain, 
And  with  glad  songs  resounding  wake  again 

An  endless  Alleluia. 

4  In  blissful  antiphons  ye  thus  rejoice 

To  render  to  the  Lord  with  thankful  voice 

An  endless  Alleluia. 

5  Ye  who  have  gained  at  length  your  palms  in  bliss, 
Victorious  ones,  your  chant  shall  still  be  this, 

An  endless  Alleluia. 


6  There,  in  one  grand  acclaim,  forever  ring 
The  strains  which  tell  the  honour  of  your  King, 

An  endless  Alleluia. 

238 


SUNDAYS   AFTER   TRINITY 


7  This  is  sweet  rest  for  weary  ones  brought  back, 
This  is  glad  food  and  drink  which  ne'er  shall  lack, 

An  endless  Alleluia. 

8  While  Thee,  by  Whom  were  all  things  made,  we  praise 
Forever,  and  tell  out  in  sweetest  lays 

An  endless  Alleluia. 

9  Almighty  Christ,  to  Thee  our  voices  sing 
Glory  forevermore;  to  Thee  we  bring 

An  endless  Alleluia.     Amen. 

Latin;  Tr.  Rev.  John  Ellerton,  1865. 


Y 


265  6.6.6.6.8.8. 

"E  holy  angels  bright, 
Who  wait  at  God's  right  hand, 
Or  through  the  realrhs  of  light 
Fly  at  your  Lord's  command, 
Assist  our  song, 
For  else  the  theme 
Too  high  doth  seem 
For  mortal  tongue. 

2  Ye  blessed  souls  at  rest, 
Who  ran  this  earthly  race 

And  now,  from  sin  released, 
Behold  the  Saviour's  face, 
God's  praises  sound, 
As  in  His  light 
With  sweet  delight 
Ye  do  abound. 

3  Ye  saints,  who  toil  below, 
Adore  your  heavenly  King, 

And  onward  as  ye  go 

Some  joyful  anthem  sing; 

239 


SUNDAYS   AFTER  TRINITY 


Y 


Take  what  He  gives 

And  praise  Him  still, 

Through  good  or  ill, 
Who  ever  lives! 

4  My  soul,  bear  thou  thy  part, 
Triumph  in  God  above: 
And  with  a  well-tuned  heart 
Sing  thou  the  songs  of  love! 
Let  all  thy  days 
Till  life  shall  end, 
Whate'er  He  send, 
Be  filled  with  praise. 

Rev.  Richard  Baxter,  1681;  Rev.  Richard  R.  Chope,  alt.  1857. 

266  8.8.4.4.8.8. 

E  watchers  and  ye  holy  ones, 
Bright  seraphs,  cherubim  and  thrones, 
Raise  the  glad  strain,  Alleluia! 

Cry  out,  dominions,  princedoms,  powers, 

Virtues,  archangels,  angels'  choirs, 

Alleluia,  Alleluia,  Alleluia,  Alleluia,  Alleluia! 

2  O  higher  than  the  cherubim, 
More  glorious  than  the  seraphim, 

Lead  their  praises,  Alleluia! 
Thou  bearer  of  the  eternal  Word, 
Most  gracious,  magnify  the  Lord, 

Alleluia,  Alleluia,  Alleluia,  Alleluia,  Alleluia! 

3  Respond,  ye  souls  in  endless  rest, 
Ye  patriarchs  and  prophets  blest, 

Alleluia,  Alleluia! 
Ye  holy  twelve,  ye  martyrs  strong, 
All  saints  triumphant,  raise  the  song 

Alleluia,  Alleluia,  Alleluia,  Alleluia,  Alleluia! 

240 


HOLY   DAYS 

O  friends,  in  gladness  let  us  sing, 
Supernal  anthems  echoing, 

Alleluia,  Alleluia! 
To  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirit,  Three  in  One, 

Alleluia,  Alleluia,  Alleluia,  Alleluia, 
Alleluia!    Amen. 


Athelstan  Riley,  iqoq. 


3|olp  Baps 


ST.  ANDREW 
267  8.7.8.7. 

"ESUS  calls  us;  o'er  the  tumult 
Of  our  life's  wild,  restless  sea, 
Day  by  day  His  sweet  voice  soundeth, 
Saying,  "Christian,  follow  me": 


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2  As  of  old,  Saint  Andrew  heard  it 

By  the  Galilean  lake, 
Turned  from  home,  and  toil,  and  kindred, 
Leaving  all  for  His  dear  sake. 

3  Jesus  calls  us  from  the  worship 

Of  the  vain  world's  golden  store; 
From  each  idol  that  would  keep  us, 
Saying,  "Christian,  love  Me  more." 

4  In  our  joys  and  in  our  sorrows, 

Days  of  toil  and  hours  of  ease, 
Still  He  calls,  in  cares  and  pleasures, 
"That  we  love  Him  more  than  these." 

5  Jesus  calls  us:  by  Thy  mercies, 

Saviour,  make  us  hear  Thy  call, 
Give  our  hearts  to  Thine  obedience, 
Serve  and  love  Thee  best  of  all.     Amen. 

Mrs.  Cecil  Frances  Alexander,  1852. 
241 


HOLY   DAYS 
ST.  THOMAS 

268  cm. 

OTHOU  Who  didst,  with  love  untold, 
Thy  doubting  servant  chide, 
And  bad'st  the  eye  of  sense  behold 
Thy  wounded  hands  and  side; 

2  Grant  us,  like  him,  with  heartfelt  awe, 
To  own  Thee  God  and  Lord, 
And  from  his  hour  of  darkness  draw 
A  fuller  faith's  reward. 


And  while  that  wondrous  record  now 

Of  unbelief  we  hear, 
O  let  us  only  lowlier  bow 

In  self -distrusting  fear; 

And  pray  that  we  may  never  dare 

Thy  loving  heart  to  grieve, 
But  at  the  last  their  blessings  share 

Who  see  not,  yet  believe!     Amen. 

Mrs.  Emma  L.  Toke,  1851. 


269  cm. 

E  walk  by  faith,  and  not  by  sight; 
No  gracious  words  we  hear 
From  Him  Who  spake  as  man  ne'er  spake; 
But  we  believe  Him  near. 


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We  may  not  touch  His  hands  and  side, 

Nor  follow  where  He  trod; 
But  in  His  promise  we  rejoice, 

And  cry,  "My  Lord  and  God!" 


242 


HOLY   DAYS 

3  Help  then,  O  Lord,  our  unbelief; 

And  may  our  faith  abound, 
To  call  on  Thee  when  Thou  art  near, 
And  seek  where  Thou  art  found : 

4  That,  when  our  life  of  faith  is  done, 

In  realms  of  clearer  light 
We  may  behold  Thee  as  Thou  art, 
With  full  and  endless  sight.     Amen. 

Dean  Henry  Alford,  1844. 


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CONVERSION  OF  ST.  PAUL 

270  7.6.7.6.  double. 

'E  sing  the  glorious  conquest 
Before  Damascus  gate, 
When  Saul,  the  Church's  spoiler, 

Came  breathing  threats  and  hate; 
The  ravening  wolf  rushed  forward 

Full  early  to  the  prey; 
But  lo!  the  Shepherd  met  him, 
And  bound  him  fast  to-day. 

2  0  glory  most  excelling 
That  smote  across  his  path! 

O  light  that  pierced  and  blinded 

The  zealot  in  his  wrath ! 
O  voice  that  spake  within  him 

The  calm,  reproving  word! 
O  love  that  sought  and  held  him 

The  bondman  of  his  Lord ! 

3  O  wisdom  ordering  all  things 
In  order  strong  and  sweet, 

What  nobler  spoil  was  ever 
Cast  at  the  Victor's  feet? 

243 


HOLY   DAYS 

What  wiser  master-builder 
E'er  wrought  at  Thine  employ 

Than  he,  till  now  so  furious 
Thy  building  to  destroy? 

4  Lord,  teach  Thy  Church  the  lesson, 

Still  in  her  darkest  hour 
Of  weakness  and  of  danger, 

To  trust  Thy  hidden  power: 
Thy  grace  by  ways  mysterious 

The  wrath  of  man  can  bind, 
And  in  Thy  boldest  foeman 

Thy  chosen  saint  can  find.     Amen. 

Rev.  John  Ellerton,  187 1. 


271  cm. 

ORD,  Who  fulfillest  thus  anew 
Thine  own  blest  dying  prayer, 
That  they  who  know  not  what  they  do, 
May  in  Thy  ransom  share : 


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2  When  foes  Thy  Church's  power  defy, 

Or  slight  Thy  sacred  word, 
Or  Thee,  true  God  and  Man,  deny, 
Grant  them  conversion,  Lord. 

3  Grant  that  the  light  may  round  them  shine; 

That,  set  from  error  free, 
They  in  Thy  word  the  truth  divine, 
Thee  in  Thy  Church  may  see; 

4  That  so,  when  our  brief  time  is  done, 

We  may  with  them  adore 
The  Father,  and  coequal  Son, 
And  Spirit  evermore.     Amen. 

Henry  W.  Mozley,  1866. 
244 


HOLY   DAYS 

Also  the  following 

152  In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory 
217  Jesus,  I  live  to  Thee 


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THE  PURIFICATION 

272  8.7.8.7.8.7. 

"N  His  temple  now  behold  Him ; 
See  the  long-expected  Lord ! 
Ancient  prophets  had  foretold  Him; 
God  hath  now  fulfilled  His  word. 
Now  to  praise  Him,  His  redeemed 
Shall  break  forth  with  one  accord. 

2  In  the  arms  of  her  who  bore  Him, 
Virgin  pure,  behold  Him  He, 

While  his  aged  saints  adore  Him, 

Ere  in  perfect  faith  they  die : 
Alleluia!  Alleluia! 

Lo,  the  incarnate  God  most. high! 

3  Jesus,  by  Thy  presentation, 
Thou  Who  didst  for  us  endure, 

Make  us  see  Thy  great  salvation, 
Seal  us  with  Thy  promise  sure; 

And  present  us  in  Thy  glory 

To  Thy  Father  cleansed  and  pure. 

4  Prince  and  Author  of  salvation, 
Be  Thy  boundless  love  our  theme ! 

Jesus,  praise  to  Thee  be  given 
By  the  world  Thou  didst  redeem, 

With  the  Father  and  the  Spirit, 
Lord  of  majesty  supreme!     Amen. 

Rev.  Henry  J.  Pye,  1851. 
245 


H 


HOLY   DAYS 

2  73  6s.  six  lines. 

"AIL  to  the  Lord  Who  comes, 
Comes  to  His  temple  gate; 
Not  with  His  angel  host. 

Not  in  His  kingly  state; 
No  shouts  proclaim  Him  nigh, 
No  crowds  His  coming  wait; 

2  But,  borne  upon  the  throne 
Of  Mary's  gentle  breast, 

Watched  by  her  duteous  love, 

In  her  fond  arms  at  rest: 
Thus  to  His  Father's  house 

He  comes,  the  heavenly  Guest. 

3  Hail  to  the  great  First-born 
Whose  ransom  price  they  pay ! 

The  Son,  before  all  worlds; 

The  Child  of  man,  to-day; 
That  He  might  ransom  us 

Who  still  in  bondage  lay. 

4  O  Light  of  all  the  earth, 
Thy  children  wait  for  Thee ! 

Come  to  Thy  temples  here, 

That  we,  from  sin  set  free, 
Before  Thy  Father's  face 

May  all  presented  be!     Amen. 

Rev.  John  Ellerton,  1880. 


ST.  MATTHIAS 
274  7.6.7.6.  double. 

PRAISE  to  the  heavenly  Wisdom 
Who  knows  the  hearts  of  all, 
The  saintly  life's  beginnings, 
The  traitor's  secret  fall; 

246 


HOLY   DAYS 

Our  own  ascended  Master, 
Who  heard  His  Church's  cry, 

Made  known  His  guiding  presence, 
And  ruled  her  from  on  high. 

2  Elect  in  His  foreknowledge, 

To  fill  the  lost  one's  place; 
He  formed  His  chosen  vessel 

By  hidden  gifts  of  grace; 
Then,  by  the  lot's  disposing, 

He  lifted  up  the  poor, 
And  set  him  with  the  Princes 

On  high  for  evermore. 

3  Still  guide  Thy  Church,  chief  Shepherd, 

Her  losses  still  renew; 
Be  Thy  dread  keys  entrusted 

To  faithful  hands  and  true; 
Apostles  of  Thy  choosing 

May  all  her  rulers  be, 
That  each  with  joy  may  render 

His  last  account  to  Thee!     Amen. 

Rev.  John  Ellerton,  1888. 


THE  ANNUNXIATION 
275  S.M. 

IRAISE  we  the  Lord  this  day, 
This  day  so  long  foretold, 
Whose  promise  shone  with  cheering  ray 
On  waiting  saints  of  old. 


p 


2  The  prophet  gave  the  sign 
For  faithful  men  to  read; 
A  virgin  born  of  David's  line 
Shall  bear  the  promised  Seed. 


247 


HOLY   DAYS 

3  Ask  not  how  this  should  be, 
But  worship  and  adore, 
Like  her  whom  heaven's  majesty 
Came  down  to  shadow  o'er. 


4  Meekly  she  bowed  her  head 
To  hear  the  gracious  word, 
Mary,  the  pure  and  lowly  maid, 
The  favoured  of  the  Lord. 


5  Blessed  shall  be  her  name 
In  all  the  Church  on  earth, 
Through  whom  that  wondrous  mercy  came, 
The  incarnate  Saviour's  birth. 

Anon.,  1S46. 

276  p.m. 

THE  sighs  and  the  sorrows 
Of  this  world  may  cease; 
This  happy  day  bringeth 
Glad  tidings  of  peace 
For  suffering  mortals. 

2  Through  one  man's  transgression 

We  all  of  us  fell; 
From  heavenly  mansions, 
To  save  us  from  hell, 

He  came,  the  Most  Highest. 

3  To  the  one  chosen  Virgin 

Who  God  was  to  bear, 
The  angel  descendeth 
The  tale  to  declare, 

Salvation's  high  mystery. 

248 


HOLY   DAYS 

The  Word  of  the  Father, 

Eternally  born, 
Assumeth  man's  body, 

On  this  blessed  morn. 
That  He  may  redeem  us. 

He  shall  offer  this  body 

Our  ransom  to  be; 
His  blood  He  shall  pour  forth 

His  servants  to  free, 

And  pour  every  life  drop. 

From  my  country  an  exile 

I  wandered  in  vain, 
And  knew  not  the  pathway 

By  which  to  regain 
True  joy  everlasting. 

To  the  place  of  my  exile 

God  deigns  to  descend; 
My  way  He  becometh 

Himself,  and  my  end : 

I  shall  walk  here  in  safety. 

Latin;  Tr.  Rev.  John  Mason  Neale,  1854. 


277  s.m. 

•LEST  are  the  pure  in  heart, 
For  they  shall  see  our  God; 
The  secret  of  the  Lord  is  theirs; 
Their  soul  is  Christ's  abode. 


B' 


The  Lord,  who  left  the  heavens 
Our  life  and  peace  to  bring, 

To  dwell  in  lowliness  with  men 
Their  pattern  and  their  King; 

249 


HOLY   DAYS 

3  He  to  the  lowly  soul 

Doth  still  Himself  impart; 
And  for  His  dwelling  and  His  throne 
Chooseth  the  pure  in  heart. 

4  Lord,  we  Thy  presence  seek; 

May  ours  this  blessing  be; 
Give  us  a  pure  and  lowly  heart, 
A  temple  meet  for  Thee.     Amen. 

Rev.  John  Keble,  i8iq,  alt.,  cento. 

ST.  MARK 
278  7.6.7.6. 

E  praise  Thy  grace,  0  Saviour, 
That  beareth  with  us  long, 
And  ever  out  of  weakness 
Thy  servants  maketh  strong. 


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2  The  saint,  who  left  his  comrades, 

And  turned  back  from  the  fight, 
Behold  at  last  victorious 
In  Thy  prevailing  might! 

3  From  Thee,  Lord,  came  the  courage 

Once  more  to  front  the  host: 
Thy  strength,  most  mighty  Saviour, 
In  weakness  shineth  most. 

4  Thy  love  Saint  Mark  hath  numbered 

Among  the  blessed  four, 

And  all  the  world  rejoiceth 

To  learn  his  Gospel-lore. 

5  O  Lord,  our  human  weakness 

With  pitying  eye  behold; 
Uplift  the  fainting  spirit, 
And  make  the  coward  bold. 


250 


HOLY    DAYS 


6  0  Jesus,  glorious  Victor 
O'er  all  the  hosts  of  sin. 
In  us  Thy  strength  make  perfect. 
In  us  the  victory  win.     Amen. 

Bishop  W.  Walsham  How,  1871. 

A  Iso  the  following 
287  Come,  pure  hearts,  in  sweetest  measures 


ST.  PHILIP  AND  ST.  JAMES 

279  cm. 

kHOU  art  the  Way,  to  Thee  alone 
From  sin  and  death  we  flee; 
And  he  who  would  the  Father  seek, 
Must  seek  Him,  Lord,  by  Thee. 


T 


Thou  art  the  Truth,  Thy  word  alone 
True  wisdom  can  impart; 

Thou  only  canst  inform  the  mind 
And  purify  the  heart. 


3  Thou  art  the  Life,  the  rending  tomb 
Proclaims  Thy  conquering  arm ; 
And  those  who  put  their  trust  in  Thee 
Xor  death  nor  hell  shall  harm. 


Thou  art  the  Way,  the  Truth,  the  Life; 

Grant  us  that  way  to  know. 
That  truth  to  keep,  that  life  to  win. 

Whose  joys  eternal  flow.     Amen. 

Bishop  George  W.  Doane,  1824. 
251 


HOLY   DAYS 
ST.  BARNABAS 

280  ii.io.ii.io. 

OSON  of  God,  our  Captain  of  salvation, 
Thyself  by  suffering  schooled  to  human  grief, 
We  bless  Thee  for  Thy  sons  of  consolation, 
Who  follow  in  the  steps  of  Thee  their  Chief; 

2  Those  whom  Thy  Spirit's  dread  vocation  severs, 

To  lead  the  vanguard  of  Thy  conquering  host; 

Whose  toilsome  years  are  spent  in  brave  endeavours 

To  bear  Thy  saving  Name  from  coast  to  coast; 

3  Those  whose  bright  faith  makes  feeble  hearts  grow 

stronger, 
And  sends  fresh  warriors  to  the  great  campaign, 
Bids  the  lone  convert  feel  estranged  no  longer, 
And  wins  the  sundered  to  be  one  again; 

4  And  all  true  helpers,  patient,  kind,  and  skillful, 

Who  shed  Thy  light  across  our  darkened  earth, 
Counsel  the  doubting,  and  restrain  the  willful, 
Soothe  the  sick  bed,  and  share  the  children's  mirth. 

5  Such  was  Thy  Levite,  strong  in  self -oblation 

To  cast  his  all  at  Thine  Apostles'  feet; 
He  whose  new  name,  through  every  Christian  nation, 
From  age  to  age  our  thankful  strains  repeat. 

6  Thus,  Lord,  Thy  Barnabas  in  memory  keeping, 

Still  be  Thy  Church's  watchword,  "  Comfort  ye," 
Till  in  our  Father's  house  shall  end  our  weeping, 
And  all  our  wants  be  satisfied  in  Thee.     Amen. 

Rev.  John  Ellerlon,  1871. 
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HOLY   DAYS 

281  7.6.7.6.  double. 

THE  son  of  Consolation! 
Of  Levi's  priestly  line, 
Filled  with  the  Holy  Spirit 
And  fervent  faith  divine, 
With  lowly  self-oblation, 

For  Christ  an  offering  meet, 
He  laid  his  earthly  riches 
At  the  Apostles'  feet. 

2  The  son  of  Consolation! 

O  name  of  soothing  balm! 
It  fell  on  sick  and  weary 

Like  breath  of  heaven's  own  calm! 
And  the  blest  son  of  comfort, 

With  fearless,  loving  hand, 
The  Gentiles'  great  Apostle 

Led  to  the  faithful  band. 

3  The  son  of  Consolation! 

Drawn  near  unto  his  Lord, 
He  won  the  martyr's  glory, 

And  passed  to  his  reward. 
With  him  is  faith  now  ended, 

Forever  lost  in  sight, 
But  love,  made  perfect,  fills  him 

With  praise,  and  joy,  and  light. 

4  The  son  of  Consolation! 

Lord,  hear  our  humble  prayer, 
That  each  of  us  Thy  children 

Such  blessed  name  may  bear! 
That  we,  sweet  comfort  shedding 

O'er  homes  of  pain  and  woe, 
Midst  sickness  and  in  prisons, 

May  seek  Thee  here  below. 

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HOLY   DAYS 

The  sons  of  Consolation! 

O  what  their  bliss  will  be, 
When  Christ  the  King  shall  tell  them 

"Ye  did  it  unto  Me"! 
The  merciful  and  loving 

The  Lord  of  life  shall  own, 
And  as  His  priceless  jewels 

Shall  set  them  round  His  throne.     Amen. 

Mrs.  Maud  Cook,  1871. 


ST.  JOHN  BAPTIST 

282  L.M. 

|N  Jordan's  bank  the  Baptist's  cry 
Announces  that  the  Lord  is  nigh; 
Awake  and  hearken,  for  he  brings 
Glad  tidings  of  the  King  of  kings. 


o 


2  Then  cleansed  be  every  Christian  breast, 
And  furnished  for  so  great  a  guest; 
Yea,  let  us  each  our  hearts  prepare 
For  Christ  to  come  and  enter  there. 


3  For  Thou  art  our  salvation,  Lord, 
Our  refuge  and  our  great  reward; 
Without  Thy  grace  we  waste  away, 
Like  flowers  that  wither  and  decay. 


To  heal  the  sick  stretch  out  Thine  hand, 
And  bid  the  fallen  sinner  stand; 
Once  more  upon  Thy  people  shine, 
And  fill  the  world  with  love  divine. 


254 


HOLY    DAYS 

>  All  praise,  eternal  Son,  to  Thee, 
Whose  Advent  set  Thy  people  free; 
Whom  with  the  Father  we  adore, 
And  Holy  Ghost  forevermore.     Amen. 

Charles  Coffin,  1736;  Tr.  Rev.  John  Chandler,  1837. 

Also  the  following 
63  Hark!  a  thrilling  voice  is  sounding 


ST.  PETER 
283  8.8.8.6. 

^ORSAKEN  once,  and  thrice  denied, 
The  risen  Lord  gave  pardon  free, 
Stood  yet  again  at  Peter's  side, 

And  asked  him,  "Lov'st  thou  Me?" 


F 


2  How  many  times  with  faithless  word 

Have  we  denied  His  holy  Name, 
How  oft  forsaken  our  dear  Lord, 
And  shrunk  when  trial  came ! 

3  Saint  Peter,  when  the  cock  crew  clear. 
Went  out  and  wept  his  broken  faith; 
Strong  as  a  rock  through  strife  and  fear. 

He  served  his  Lord  till  death. 

4  How  oft  his  cowardice  of  heart 

We  have  without  his  love  sincere. 
The  sin  without  the  sorrow's  smart, 
The  shame  without  the  tear! 

5  O  oft  forsaken,  oft  denied, 

Forgive  our  shame,  wash  out  our  sin; 
Look  on  us  from  Thy  Father's  side, 
And  let  that  sweet  look  win. 


255 


HOLY   DAYS 


Hear  when  we  call  Thee  from  the  deep, 
Still  walk  beside  us  on  the  shore, 

Give  hands  to  work,  and  eyes  to  weep, 
And  hearts  to  love  Thee  more.     Amen. 

Mrs.  Cecil  Frances  Alexander,  1875. 

Also  the  following 

135  Jesus,  and  shall  it  ever  be 
146  In  the  hour  of  trial 


ST.  JAMES 
284  l.m 

WE  praise  Thy  Name,  O  Lord  most  High, 
Redeemer  of  our  souls  from  death, 
And  all  Thy  mercies  magnify, 

In  making  known  Thy  saving  faith. 

2  Thou  didst  the  humble  fisher  call, 

Beside  the  shores  of  Galilee: 
At  Thy  command  he  gave  up  all, 
And  left  his  nets  to  follow  Thee. 

3  O  happy  choice,  for  earthly  toil 

The  strife  to  rescue  souls  from  sin; 

For  treasures  that  may  rest  and  spoil, 

The  crown  of  heavenly  life  to  win. 

4  O  favored  one,  who,  ere  he  knew 

The  sharpness  of  the  coming  cross, 

Of  Thy  bright  beauty  caught  the  view 

That  turns  to  gain  all  earthly  loss. 

5  Thy  promise  is  fulfilled,  and  he 

Dares  in  Thy  painful  steps  to  go; 
To  drink  Thy  cup  of  agony, 

And  drain  the  bitter  dregs  of  woe. 

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HOLY   DAYS 

6.  Grant,  Lord,  that  hope  of  seeing  Thee 
In  bliss  may  us  with  courage  nerve, 
The  world  and  all  its  pomp  to  flee, 

Our  cross  to  bear,  and  Thee  to  serve.     Amen. 


Anon 


THE  TRANSFIGURATION 

285  L.M. 

WONDROUS  type!  O  vision  fair 


o 


Of  glory  that  the  Church  shall  share, 
Which  Christ  upon  the  mountain  shows, 
Where  brighter  than  the  sun  He  glows ! 

2  From  age  to  age  the  tale  declare, 
How  with  the  three  disciples  there, 
Where  Moses  and  Elias  meet, 

The  Lord  holds  converse  high  and  sweet. 

3  With  shining  face  and  bright  array, 
Christ  deigns  to  manifest  to-day 
What  glory  shall  be  theirs  above 
Who  joy  in  God  with  perfect  love. 

4  And  faithful  hearts  are  raised  on  high 
By  this  great  vision's  mystery; 

For  which  in  joyful  strains  we  raise 
The  voice  of  prayer,  the  hymn  of  praise. 

5  O  Father,  with  the  eternal  Son, 
And  Holy  Spirit,  ever  One, 
Vouchsafe  to  bring  us  by  Thy  grace 
To  see  Thy  glory  face  to  face.     Amen. 

Latin;  Tr.  Rev.  John  Mason  Neale,  1854. 
257 


HOLY   DAYS 

ST.  BARTHOLOMEW 

286  8.7.8.7.  double. 

KING  of  saints,  to  Whom  the  number 
Of  Thy  starry  host  is  known, 
Many  a  name,  by  man  forgotten, 

Lives  forever  round  Thy  throne: 
Lights,  which  earth-born  mists  have  darkened, 

There  are  shining  full  and  clear, 
Princes  in  the  court  of  heaven, 
Nameless,  unremembered  here. 

2  In  the  roll  of  Thine  Apostles 

One  there  stands,  Bartholomew, 
He  for  whom  to-day  we  offer, 

Year  by  year,  our  praises  due : 
How  he  toiled  for  Thee  and  suffered 

None  on  earth  can  now  record; 
All  his  saintly  life  is  hidden 

In  the  knowledge  of  his  Lord ; 

3  None  can  tell  us:  all  is  written 

In  the  Lamb's  great  book  of  life, 
All  the  faith,  and  prayer,  and  patience, 

All  the  toiling,  and  the  strife: 
There  are  told  Thy  hidden  treasures: 

Number  us,  0  Lord,  with  them, 
When  Thou  makest  up  the  jewels 

Of  Thy  living  diadem.     Amen. 

Rev.  John  Ellerion,  187 1. 

ST.  MATTHEW 

287  8.8.7.8.8.6. 

COME,  pure  hearts,  in  sweetest  measures 
Sing  of  those  who  spread  the  treasures 
In  the  holy  Gospels  shrined! 
Blessed  tidings  of  salvation, 
Peace  on  earth  their  proclamation, 
Love  from  God  to  lost  mankind. 

258 


HOLY   DAYS 

2  See  the  rivers  four  that  gladden, 
With  their  streams,  the  better  Eden 

Planted  by  our  Lord  most  dear; 
Christ  the  fountain,  these  the  waters; 
Drink,  O  Sion's  sons  and  daughters! 

Drink,  and  find  salvation  here. 

3  O  that  we,  Thy  truth  confessing, 
And  Thy  holy  word  possessing, 

Jesus,  may  Thy  love  adore ! 
Unto  Thee  our  voices  raising, 
Thee  with  all  Thy  ransomed  praising, 

Ever  and  forevermore.     Amen. 

Latin;  Tr.  Robert  Campbell,  1850. 

ST.  MICHAEL  AND  ALL  ANGELS 
288  10.10.10.10. 

STARS  of  the  morning,  so  gloriously  bright. 
Polled  with  celestial  splendour  and  light, 
These  that,  where  night  never  followeth  day, 
Raise  the  " Thrice  Holy"  song  ever  and  aye: 

2  These  are  Thy  ministers,  these  dost  Thou  own, 
God  of  Sabaoth,  the  nearest  Thy  throne; 
These  are  Thy  messengers,  these  dost  Thou  send, 
Help  of  the  helpless  ones!  man  to  defend. 

3  These  keep  the  guard  amid  Salem's  dear  bowers, 
Thrones,  principalities,  virtues,  and  powers, 
Where,  with  the  living  ones,  mystical  Four, 
Cherubim,  seraphim  bow  and  adore. 

4  Still  let  them  succour  us;  still  let  them  fight, 
Lord  of  angelic  hosts,  battling  for  right; 

Till,  where  their  anthems  they  ceaselessly  pour, 
We  with  the  angels  may  bow  and  adore.     Amen. 

St.  Joseph  of  the  Studium,  850;  Tr.  Rev.  John  Mason  Neale,  1862. 
259 


HOLY   DAYS 

289  l.m. 

AROUND  the  throne  of  God  a  band 
Of  bright  and  glorious  angels  stand; 
Sweet  harps  within  their  hands  they  hold, 
And  on  their  heads  are  crowns  of  gold. 

2  Some  wait  around  Him  ready  still 
To  sing  His  praise  and  do  His  will, 
And  some,  when  He  commands  them,  go 
To  guard  His  servants  here  below. 

3  Lord,  give  Thine  angels  every  day 
Command  to  guard  us  on  our  way, 
And  bid  them  every  evening  keep 
Their  watch  around  us  while  we  sleep. 

4  So  shall  no  wicked  thing  draw  near 
To  do  us  harm,  or  cause  us  fear; 
And  we  shall  dwell,  when  life  is  past, 

With  angels  round  Thy  throne  at  last.     Amen. 

Rev.  John  Mason  Neale,  1842. 

290  p.m. 

HARK!  hark,  my  soul!  Angelic  songs  are  swelling 
O'er  earth's  green  fields  and  ocean's  wave-beat 
shore; 
How  sweet  the  truth  those  blessed  strains  are  telling 
Of  that  new  life  when  sin  shall  be  no  more! 
Angels  of  Jesus,  angels  of  light, 
Singing  to  welcome  the  pilgrims  of  the  night. 

:  Onward  we  go,  for  still  we  hear  them  singing, 
"Come,  weary  souls,  for  Jesus  bids  you  come"; 
And  through  the  dark,  its  echoes  sweetly  ringing, 
The  music  of  the  Gospel  leads  us  home. 
Angels  of  Jesus,  etc. 

260 


HOLY   DAYS 

Far,  far  away,  like  bells  at  evening  pealing, 
The  voice  of  Jesus  sounds  o'er  land  and  sea, 

And  laden  souls  by  thousands  meekly  stealing, 
Kind  Shepherd,  turn  their  weary  steps  to  Thee. 
Angels  of  Jesus,  etc. 

Rest  comes  at  length,  though  life  be  long  and  dreary, 
The  day  must  dawn,  and  darksome  night  be  past; 

Faith's  journeys  end  in  welcome  to  the  weary, 

And  heaven,  the  heart's  true  home,  will  come  at  last. 
Angels  of  Jesus,  etc. 

Angels,  sing  on!  your  faithful  watches  keeping; 

Sing  us  sweet  fragments  of  the  songs  above; 
Till  morning's  joy  shall  end  the  night  of  weeping, 

And  life's  long  shadows  break  in  cloudless  love. 
Angels  of  Jesus,  etc. 

Rev.  Frederick  William  Faber,  1854. 


T 


ST.  LUKE 

291  7.6.7.6.  double. 

kHE  story  of  Thy  coming, 
Thy  pure  and  holy  birth, 
The  Gospel  of  Thy  childhood, 
Dear  Saviour,  here  on  earth, 
Saint  Luke  hath  written  for  us; 

O  make  His  Gospel  known 
To  make  all  childhood  sacred, 
And  holv  as  Thine  own. 


With  the  beloved  physician, 
Lord  Jesus,  grant  that  we 

In  ministries  of  healing 
May  strong  and  tender  be. 

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HOLY   DAYS 

Help  us  to  heal  the  schisms 
That  rend  Thy  Church  apart, 

To  bring  Thy  peace  and  comfort 
To  every  wounded  heart. 


When  "Only  Luke  is  with  me," 

We  see  Saint  Paul  record, 
O  let  it  make  us  stauncher 

In  service  of  our  Lord; 
Stauncher  to  help  Thy  servants 

To  bring  the  nations  in, 
Braver  to  bear  Thy  banner 

Against  the  hosts  of  sin. 


4  When  holy  Benedictus, 

Magnificat  so  clear, 
And  solemn  Nunc  Dimittis 

Sound  sweetly  in  our  ear, 
Then  praise  we  for  the  Gospel 

That  stores  the  Church's  song, 
And  teaches  us  to  worship 

And  praise  our  whole  life  long.     Amen. 

Bishop  Thomas  F.  Dmvirs,  1915. 

Also  the  following 
287  Come,  pure  hearts,  in  sweetest  measures 


ST.  SIMON  AND  ST.  JUDE 

292  s.m. 

^OR  Thy  dear  saints,  O  Lord, 
Who  strove  in  Thee  to  live, 
Who  followed  Thee,  obeyed,  adored, 
Our  grateful  hymn  receive. 

262 


F' 


HOLY    DAYS 

2  For  Thy  dear  saints,  0  Lord, 

Who  strove  in  Thee  to  die, 
Who  counted  Thee  their  great  reward. 
Accept  our  thankful  cry. 

3  Thine  earthly  members  fit 

To  join  Thy  saints  above. 
In  one  communion  ever  knit, 
One  fellowship  of  love. 

4  Jesus,  Thy  Name  we  bless, 

And  humbly  pray  that  we 
May  follow  them  in  holiness. 

Who  lived  and  died  for  Thee.     Amen. 

Bishop  Richard  Mant,  1837,  all. 


GENERAL  FOR  SAINTS'  DAYS 
293  7.6.7.6.  double. 

FROM  all  Thy  saints  in  warfare,  for  all  Thy  saints  at 
rest. 
To  Thee.  0  blessed  Jesus,  all  praises  be  addressed. 
Thou,  Lord,  didst  win  the  battle  that  they  might  con- 
querors be; 
Their  crowns  of  living  glory  are  lit  with  rays  from  Thee. 

Insert  here  the  stanza  for  the  special  Saint's  Day 
to  be  celebrated. 

St.  Andrew 

2  Praise.  Lord,  for  Thine  apostle,  the  first  to  welcome  Thee, 
The  first  to  lead  his  brother  the  very  Christ  to  see. 
With  hearts  for  Thee  made  ready,  watch  we  throughout 

the  year. 
Forward  to  lead  our  brethren  to  own  Thine  Advent  near. 

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HOLY   DAYS 

St.  Thomas 

3  All  praise  for  Thine  apostle,  whose  short-lived  doubtings 

prove 
Thy  perfect  twofold  nature,  the  fullness  of  Thy  love. 
On  all  who  wait  Thy  coming  shed  forth  Thy  peace,  O 

Lord, 
And  grant  us  faith  to  know  Thee,  true  Man,  true  God, 

adored. 

St.  Stephen 

4  Praise  for  the  first  of  martyrs,  who  saw  Thee  ready  stand 
To  aid  in  midst  of  torments,  to  plead  at  God's  right  hand. 
Share  we  with  him,  if  summoned  by  death  our  Lord  to 

own, 
On  earth  the  faithful  witness,  in  heaven  the  martyr  crown. 

St.  John  the  Evangelist 

5  Praise  for  the  loved  disciple,  exile  on  Patmos'  shore; 
Praise  for  the  faithful  record  he  to  Thy  Godhead  bore, 
Praise  for  the  mystic  vision  through  him  to  us  revealed. 
May  we,  in  patience  waiting,  with  Thine  elect  be  sealed. 

The  Holy  Innocents 

6  Praise  for  Thine  infant  martyrs,  by  Thee  with  tenderest 

love 
Called  early  from  the  warfare  to  share  the  rest  above. 
O  Rachel !  cease  thy  weeping :  they  rest  from  pains  and 

cares. 
Lord,  grant  us  hearts  as  guileless  and  crowns  as  bright 

as  theirs. 

The  Conversion  of  St.  Paul 

7  Praise  for  the  light  from  heaven,  praise  for  the  voice 

of  awe, 
Praise  for  the  glorious  vision  the  persecutor  saw. 

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HOLY   DAYS 

Thee.  Lord,  for  his  conversion,  we  glorify  to-day; 

So  lighten  all  our  darkness  with  Thy  true  Spirit's  ray. 

St.  Matthias 

8  Lord,  Thine  abiding  presence  directs  the  wondrous  choice; 
For  one  in  place  of  Judas  the  faithful  now  rejoice. 
Thy  Church  from  false  apostles  forevermore  defend, 
And  by  Thy  parting  promise  be  with  her  to  the  end. 

St.  Mark 

9  For  him,  O  Lord,  we  praise  Thee,  the  weak  by  grace 

made  strong. 
Whose  labours  and  whose  Gospel  enrich  our  triumph 

song. 
May  we  in  all  our  weakness  find  strength  from  Thee 

supplied, 
And  all,  as  fruitful  branches,  in  Thee,  the  Vine,  abide. 

St.  Philip  and  St.  James 

10  All  praise  for  Thine  apostle,  blest  guide  to  Greek  and 

Jew, 
And  him  surnamed  Thy  brother;  keep  us  Thy  brethren 

true, 
And  grant  us  grace  to  know  Thee,  the  Way,  the  Truth, 

the  Life, 
To  wrestle  with  temptations  till  victors  in  the  strife. 

St.  Barnabas 

1 1  The  son  of  Consolation,  moved  by  Thy  law  of  love, 
Forsaking  earthly  treasures,  sought  riches  from  above. 
As  earth  now  teems  with  increase,  let  gifts  of  grace 

descend, 
That  Thy  true  consolations   may  through  the  world 
extend. 


HOLY   DAYS 

St.  John  Baptist 

12  We  praise  Thee  for  the  Baptist,  forerunner  of  the  Word, 
Our  true  Elias,  making  a  highway  for  the  Lord, 

Of  prophets  last  and  greatest,  he  saw  Thy  dawning  ray: 
Make  us  the  rather  blessed  who  love  Thy  glorious  day. 

St.  Peter 

13  Praise  for  Thy  great  apostle,  the  eager  and  the  bold; 
Thrice  falling,  yet  repentant,  thrice  charged  to  keep  Thy 

Fold. 
Lord,  make  Thy  pastors  faithful  to  guard  their  flocks 

from  ill, 
And  grant  them  dauntless  courage,  with  humble,  earnest 

will. 

St.  James 

14  For  him,  0  Lord,  we  praise  Thee,  who,  slain  by  Herod's 

sword, 
Drank  of  Thy  cup  of  suffering,  fulfilling  thus  Thy  word. 
Curb  we  all  vain  impatience  to  read  Thy  veiled  decree, 
And  count  it  joy  to  suffer,  if  so  brought  nearer  Thee. 

St.  Bartholomew 

15  All  praise  for  Thine  apostle,  the  faithful,  pure,  and  true, 
Whom  underneath  the  fig  tree  Thine  eye  all-seeing  knew. 
Like  him  may  we  be  guileless,  true  Israelites  indeed, 
That  Thy  abiding  presence  our  longing  souls  may  feed. 

St.  Matthew 

16  Praise,  Lord,  for  him  whose  Gospel  Thy  human  life 

declared, 
Who,  worldly  gains  forsaking,  Thy  path  of  suffering 

shared. 
From  all  unrighteous  mammon  O  give  us  hearts  set  free, 
That  we,  whate'er  our  calling,  may  rise  and  follow  Thee. 

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HOLY   DAYS 


St.  Luke 


17  For  that  " beloved  physician,"  all  praise,  whose  Gospel 

shows 
The  Healer  of  the  nations,  the  Sharer  of  our  woes. 
Thy  wine  and  oil,  0  Saviour,  on  bruised  hearts  deign  to 

pour, 
And  with  true  balm  of  Gilead  anoint  us  evermore. 


St.  Simon  and  St.  Jude 

18  Praise,  Lord,  for  Thine  apostles,  who  sealed  their  faith 

to-day : 

One  love,  one  zeal  impelled  them  to  tread  the  sacred  way. 

May  we  with  zeal  as  earnest  the  faith  of  Christ  maintain, 

And,  bound  in  love  as  brethren,  at  length  Thy  rest  attain. 


General  Ending 

19  Apostles,  prophets,  martyrs,  and  all  the  sacred  throng, 
Who  wear  the  spotless  raiment,  who  raise  the  ceaseless 

song; 
For  these,  passed  on  before  us,  Saviour,  we  Thee  adore. 
And,  walking  in  their  footsteps,  would  serve  Thee  more 

and  more. 


20  Then  praise  we  God  the  Father,  and  praise  we  God  the 
Son, 
And  God  the  Holy  Spirit,  eternal  Three  in  One; 
Till   all   the  ransomed   number   fall   down  before  the 

throne, 
And  honour,  power,  and  glory  ascribe  to  God  alone. 

Amen. 

Horatio,  Earl  Nelson,  1864. 
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ALL  SAINTS 
294  8s.  six  lines. 

THE  saints  of  God!  their  conflict  past, 
And  life's  long  battle  won  at  last, 
No  more  they  need  the  shield  or  sword, 
They  cast  them  down  before  their  Lord: 
O  happy  saints!  forever  blest, 
At  Jesus'  feet  how  safe  your  rest! 

2  The  saints  of  God!  their  wanderings  done, 
No  more  their  weary  course  they  run, 

No  more  they  faint,  no  more  they  fall, 

No  foes  oppress,  no  fears  appall: 
O  happy  saints!  forever  blest, 
In  that  dear  home  how  sweet  your  rest ! 

3  The  saints  of  God!  life's  voyage  o'er, 
Safe  landed  on  that  blissful  shore, 
No  stormy  tempests  now  they  dread, 
No  roaring  billows  lift  their  head: 

O  happy  saints!  forever  blest, 
In  that  calm  haven  of  your  rest ! 

4  The  saints  of  God  their  vigil  keep, 
While  yet  their  mortal  bodies  sleep, 
Till  from  the  dust  they  too  shall  rise 
And  soar  triumphant  to  the  skies: 

O  happy  saints!  rejoice  and  sing: 

He  quickly  comes,  your  Lord  and  King ! 

5  O  God  of  saints!  to  Thee  we  cry; 
O  Saviour !  plead  for  us  on  high ; 

O  Holy  Ghost!  our  guide  and  friend, 
Grant  us  Thy  grace  till  life  shall  end; 
That  with  all  saints  our  rest  may  be 
In  that  bright  Paradise  with  Thee!     Amen. 

Archbishop  William  D.  Maclagan,  1870. 
268 


HOLY   DAYS 

295  10.10.10.4. 

FOR  all  the  saints,  who  from  their  labours  rest, 
Who  Thee  by  faith  before  the  world  confessed, 
Thy  Name,  O  Jesus,  be  forever  blessed, 

Alleluia. 

2  Thou  wast  their  Rock,  their  Fortress,  and  their  Might: 
Thou,  Lord,  their  Captain  in  the  well-fought  fight; 
Thou,  in  the  darkness  drear,  the  one  true  Light. 

Alleluia. 

3  0  may  Thy  soldiers,  faithful,  true,  and  bold, 
Fight  as  the  saints  who  nobly  fought  of  old, 
And  win,  with  them,  the  victor's  crown  of  gold. 

Alleluia. 

4  0  blest  communion,  fellowship  divine! 
We  feebly  struggle,  they  in  glory  shine; 
Yet  all  are  one  in  Thee,  for  all  are  Thine. 

Alleluia. 

5  And  when  the  strife  is  fierce,  the  warfare  long, 
Steals  on  the  ear  the  distant  triumph  song, 

And  hearts  are  brave  again,  and  arms  are  strong. 

Alleluia. 

6  The  golden  evening  brightens  in  the  west; 
Soon,  soon  to  faithful  warriors  cometh  rest; 
Sweet  is  the  calm  of  Paradise  the  blest. 

Alleluia. 

7  But  lo!  there  breaks  a  yet  more  glorious  day; 
The  saints  triumphant  rise  in  bright  array; 
The  King  of  glory  passes  on  His  way. 

Alleluia. 

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HOLY   DAYS 

From  earth's  wide  bounds,  from  ocean's  farthest  coast, 
Through  gates  of  pearl  streams  in  the  countless  host, 
Singing  to  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

Alleluia!     Amen. 

Bishop  W.  Walsham  How,  1864. 


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296  8.7.8.7.7.7. 

HO  are  these  like  stars  appearing, 
These,  before  God's  throne  who  stand? 
Each  a  golden  crown  is  wearing; 
Who  are  all  this  glorious  band? 
Alleluia!  hark,  they  sing. 
Praising  loud  their  heavenly  King. 

2  Who  are  these  of  dazzling  brightness, 
These  in  God's  own  truth  arrayed, 

Clad  in  robes  of  purest  whiteness, 
Robes  whose  luster  ne'er  shall  fade, 
Ne'er  be  touched  by  time's  rude  hand? 
Whence  comes  all  this  glorious  band? 

3  These  are  they  who  have  contended 
For  their  Saviour's  honour  long, 

Wrestling  on  till  life  was  ended, 
Following  not  the  sinful  throng: 
These,  who  well  the  fight  sustained, 
Triumph  by  the  Lamb  have  gained. 

4  These  are  they  whose  hearts  were  riven, 
Sore  with  woe  and  anguish  tried, 

Who  in  prayer  full  oft  have  striven 
With  the  God  they  glorified: 
Now,  their  painful  conflict  o'er, 
God  has  bid  them  weep  no  more. 

270 


HOLY   DAYS 

These,  like  priests,  have  watched  and  waited, 

Offering  up  to  Christ  their  will, 
Soul  and  body  consecrated, 

Day  and  night  they  serve  Him  still. 
Now  in  God's  most  holy  place, 
Blest  they  stand  before  His  face. 

Rev.  Heinrich  T.  Schenck,  1719;  Tr.  Miss  Frances  E.  Cox,  1841. 


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297  8.7.8.7.  double. 

'ARK !  the  sound  of  holy  voices, 
Chanting  at  the  crystal  sea, 
Alleluia,  alleluia, 

Alleluia,  Lord,  to  Thee: 
Multitude  which  none  can  number, 

Like  the  stars  in  glory  stands, 
Clothed  in  white  apparel,  holding 
Palms  of  victory  in  their  hands. 

2  Patriarch,  and  holy  prophet, 
Who  prepared  the  way  for  Christ, 

King,  apostle,  saint,  confessor, 

Martyr  and  evangelist; 
Saintly  maiden,  godly  matron, 

Widows  who  have  watched  to  prayer, 
Joined  in  holy  concert,  singing 

To  the  Lord  of  all,  are  there. 

3  Marching  with  Thy  cross,  their  banner, 
They  have  triumphed,  following 

Thee,  the  Captain  of  salvation, 

Thee,  their  Saviour  and  their  King. 

Gladly,  Lord,  with  Thee  they  suffered; 
Gladly,  Lord,  with  Thee  they  died; 

And  by  death  to  life  immortal 
They  were  born  and  glorified. 

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HOLY   DAYS 

4  Now  they  reign  in  heavenly  glory, 

Now  they  walk  in  golden  light, 
Now  they  drink,  as  from  a  river, 

Holy  bliss  and  infinite: 
Love  and  peace  they  taste  forever, 

And  all  truth  and  knowledge  see 
In  the  beatific  vision 

Of  the  blessed  Trinity. 

Bishop  Christopher  Wordsworth,  186. 


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298  7s.  eight  lines. 

'HO  are  these  in  bright  array, 
This  innumerable  throng, 
Round  the  altar,  night  and  day, 

Tuning  their  triumphant  song? 
"Worthy  is  the  Lamb,  once  slain, 
Blessing,  honour,  glory,  power, 
Wisdom,  riches  to  obtain, 
New  dominion  every  hour." 

These  through  fiery  trials  trod; 

These  from  great  affliction  came; 
Now  before  the  throne  of  God, 

Sealed  with  His  eternal  Name; 
Clad  in  raiment  pure  and  white, 

Victor  palms  in  every  hand, 
Through  their  great  Redeemer's  might, 

More  than  conquerors  they  stand. 

Hunger,  thirst,  disease,  unknown, 

On  immortal  fruits  they  feed; 
Them  the  Lamb  amidst  the  throne 

Shall  to  living  fountains  lead : 
Joy  and  gladness  banish  sighs; 

Perfect  love  dispels  their  fears, 
And  forever  from  their  eyes 

God  shall  wipe  away  their  tears. 

James  Montgomery,  i8iq. 
272 


HOLY    DAYS 

299  cm. 

ET  saints  on  earth  in  concert  sing 
With  those  whose  work  is  done; 
For  all  the  servants  of  our  King 
In  heaven  and  earth  are  one. 


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2  One  family,  we  dwell  in  Him, 

One  Church,  above,  beneath; 
Though  now  divided  by  the  stream, 
The  narrow  stream  of  death. 

3  One  army  of  the  living  God, 

To  His  command  we  bow; 
Part  of  the  host  have  crossed  the  flood, 
And  part  are  crossing  now. 

4  E'en  now  to  their  eternal  home 

There  pass  some  spirits  blest; 
While  others  to  the  margin  come, 
Waiting  their  call  to  rest. 

5  Jesus,  be  Thou  our  constant  guide; 

Then,  when  the  word  is  given, 
Bid  Jordan's  narrow  stream  divide, 
And  bring  us  safe  to  heaven.     Amen. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley,  1750;  arr.  in  Murray,  1851 


300  c. 

0 !  what  a  cloud  of  witnesses 
Encompass  us  around ! 
Men  once  like  us  with  suffering  tried, 
But  now  with  glory  crowned. 


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Let  us,  with  zeal  like  theirs  inspired. 
Strive  in  the  Christian  race; 

And,  freed  from  every  weight  of  sin, 
Their  holy  footsteps  trace. 


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HOLY   DAYS 

3  Behold  a  Witness  nobler  still, 

Who  trod  affliction's  path; 
Jesus,  the  author,  finisher, 
Rewarder  of  our  faith. 

4  He,  for  the  joy  before  Him  set, 

And  moved  by  pitying  love, 
Endured  the  cross,  despised  the  shame, 
And  now  He  reigns  above. 

5  Thither,  forgetting  things  behind, 

Press  we  to  God's  right  hand; 
There,  with  the  Saviour  and  His  saints, 
Triumphantly  to  stand. 

Scotch  Paraphrase,  1745. 

301  c. 

IVE  me  the  wings  of  faith  to  rise 


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Within  the  veil,  and  see 
.  The  saints  above,  how  great  their  joys, 
How  bright  their  glories  be. 

2  Once  they  were  mourning  here  below, 

And  wet  their  couch  with  tears; 
They  wrestled  hard,  as  we  do  now, 
With  sins,  and  doubts,  and  fears. 

3  I  ask  them  whence  their  victory  came; 

They,  with  united  breath, 
Ascribe  their  conquest  to  the  Lamb, 
Their  triumph  to  His  death. 

4  They  marked  the  footsteps  that  He  trod, 

His  zeal  inspired  their  breast; 
And,  following  their  incarnate  God, 
Possess  the  promised  rest. 

274 


HOLY   DAYS 

Our  glorious  Leader  claims  our  praise 

For  His  own  pattern  given, 
While  the  long  cloud  of  witnesses 

Show  the  same  path  to  heaven. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts,  170Q. 


H' 


302  D.C.M. 

"OW  bright  these  glorious  spirits  shine ! 
Whence  all  their  white  array? 
How  came  they  to  the  blissful  seats 

Of  everlasting  day? 
Lo,  these  are  they  from  sufferings  great, 

Who  came  to  realms  of  light: 
And  in  the  blood  of  Christ  have  washed 
Those  robes  which  shine  so  bright. 

2  Now  with  triumphal  palms  they  stand 
Before  the  throne  on  high, 

And  serve  the  God  they  love  amidst 

The  glories  of  the  sky. 
His  presence  fills  each  heart  with  joy, 

Tunes  every  mouth  to  sing; 
By  day,  by  night,  the  sacred  courts 

With  glad  hosannas  ring. 

3  The  Lamb  which  reigns  upon  the  throne 
Shall  o'er  them  still  preside; 

Feed  them  with  nourishment  divine, 

And  all  their  footsteps  guide. 
'Mong  pastures  green  He  '11  lead  His  flock, 

Where  living  streams  appear; 
And  God  the  Lord  from  every  eye 

Shall  wipe  off  every  tear. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts,  1707,  and  Rev.  William  Cameron,  1781. 

Also  the  following 
85  The  Son  of  God  goes  forth  to  war 

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III.  SACRAMENTS  AND  RITES 
J^olp  Communion 

INTROITS 

To  be  sung  with  the  appropriate  doxology. 

303  cm. 

APPROACH,  my  soul,  the  mercy-seat, 
Where  Jesus  answers  prayer; 
There  humbly  fall  before  His  feet, 
For  none  can  perish  there. 

2  Thy  promise  is  my  only  plea, 

With  this  I  venture  nigh; 
Thou  callest  burdened  souls  to  Thee, 
And  such,  O  Lord,  am  I. 

3  Bowed  down  beneath  a  load  of  sin, 

By  Satan  sorely  pressed, 
By  war  without,  and  fears  within, 
I  come  to  Thee  for  rest. 

4  Be  Thou  my  shield  and  hiding-place; 

That,  sheltered  near  Thy  side, 
I  may  my  fierce  accuser  face, 
And  tell  him,  Thou  hast  died! 

5  O  wondrous  love!  to  bleed  and  die, 

To  bear  the  cross  and  shame, 
That  guilty  sinners,  such  as  I, 

Might  plead  Thy  gracious  Name.     Amen. 

Rev.  John  Newton,  1779. 
276 


INTROITS 

304  7.7.7.7. 

COME,  my  soul,  thy  suit  prepare; 
Jesus  loves  to  answer  prayer; 
He  Himself  has  bid  thee  pray, 
Therefore  will  not  say  thee,  Nay. 

2  Thou  art  coming  to  a  King: 
Large  petitions  with  thee  bring; 
For  His  grace  and  power  are  such, 
None  can  ever  ask  too  much. 

3  With  my  burden  I  begin : 
Lord,  remove  this  load  of  sin; 
Let  Thy  blood,  for  sinners  spilt, 
Set  my  conscience  free  from  guilt. 

4  Lord,  I  come  to  Thee  for  rest; 
Take  possession  of  my  breast; 

There  Thy  blood-bought  right  maintain, 
And  without  a  rival  reign. 

5  While  I  am  a  pilgrim  here, 
Let  Thy  love  my  spirit  cheer; 

As  my  guide,  my  guard,  my  friend, 
Lead  me  to  my  journey's  end. 

6  Show  me  what  I  have  to  do; 
Every  hour  my  strength  renew; 
Let  me  live  a  life  of  faith; 

Let  me  die  Thy  people's  death.     Amen. 

Rev.  John  Newton,  177Q. 


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305  7.7.7 

ORD,  forever  at  Thy  side 
Let  my  place  and  portion  be : 
Strip  me  of  the  robe  of  pride, 
Clothe  me  with  humility. 

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2  Meekly  may  my  soul  receive, 

All  Thy  Spirit  hath  revealed; 
Thou  hast  spoken;  I  believe, 
Though  the  oracle  be  sealed. 

3  Humble  as  a  little  child, 

Weaned  from  the  mother's  breast, 
By  no  subtleties  beguiled, 
On  Thy  faithful  word  I  rest. 

4  Israel  now  and  evermore, 

In  the  Lord  Jehovah  trust; 
Him,  in  all  His  ways,  adore, 

Wise,  and  wonderful,  and  just.     Amen. 

James  Montgomery,  1822. 


306  cm. 

FOR  a  closer  walk  with  God, 
A  calm  and  heavenly  frame, 
A  light  to  shine  upon  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb ! 


o 


2  Return,  O  holy  Dove,  return, 

Sweet  messenger  of  rest; 
I  hate  the  sins  that  made  Thee  mourn, 
And  drove  Thee  from  my  breast. 

3  The  dearest  idol  I  have  known, 

Whate'er  that  idol  be, 
Help  me  to  tear  it  from  Thy  throne, 
And  worship  only  Thee. 

4  So  shall  my  walk  be  close  with  God, 

Calm  and  serene  my  frame; 
So  purer  light  shall  mark  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb.     Amen. 

William  Cow  per,  1772 
278 


INTROITS 

307  cm. 

'T  WAS  a  joyful  sound  to  hear 
Our  tribes  devoutly  say, 
Up,  Israel!  to  the  temple  haste, 
And  keep  your  festal  day. 


o 


2  At  Salem's  courts  we  must  appear, 

With  our  assembled  powers, 
In  strong  and  beauteous  order  ranged, 
Like  her  united  towers. 

3  O  ever  pray  for  Salem's  peace; 

For  they  shall  prosperous  be, 
Thou  holy  city  of  our  God, 
Who  bear  true  love  to  thee. 

4  May  peace  within  thy  sacred  walls 

A  constant  guest  be  found; 
With  plenty  and  prosperity 
Thy  palaces  be  crowned. 

5  For  my  dear  brethren's  sake,  and  friends 

No  less  than  brethren  dear, 
I'll  pray,  May  peace  in  Salem's  towers 
A  constant  guest  appear. 

6  But  most  of  all  I  '11  seek  thy  good, 

And  ever  wish  thee  well, 
For  Sion  and  the  temple's  sake, 
Where  God  vouchsafes  to  dwell. 

Tate  and  Brady,  i6q8. 

308  l.m. 

COME,  loud  anthems  let  us  sing, 


o 


Loud  thanks  to  our  almighty  King, 
And  high  our  grateful  voices  raise, 
As  our  Salvation's  Rock  we  praise. 


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INTROITS 

2  Into  His  presence  let  us  haste 

To  thank  Him  for  His  favours  past; 
To  Him  address,  in  joyful  songs, 
The  praise  that  to  His  Name  belongs. 

3  For  God  the  Lord,  enthroned  in  state, 
Is  with  unrivaled  glory  great; 

The  depths  of  earth  are  in  His  hand, 
Her  secret  wealth  at  His  command. 

4  O  let  us  to  His  courts  repair, 
And  bow  with  adoration  there; 

Low  on  our  knees  with  reverence  fall, 
And  on  the  Lord  our  Maker  call.     Amen. 

Tate  and  Brady,  i6q8. 


309  l.m. 

EFORE  Jehovah's  awful  throne, 
Ye  nations,  bow  with  sacred  joy; 
Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone ; 
He  can  create,  and  He  destroy. 


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2  His  sovereign  power  without  our  aid, 

Made  us  of  clay,  and  formed  us  men; 
And  when  like  wandering  sheep  we  strayed, 
He  brought  us  to  His  fold  again. 

3  We  are  His  people,  we  His  care, 

Oup  souls,  and  all  our  mortal  frame: 
What  lasting  honours  shall  we  rear, 
Almighty  Maker,  to  Thy  Name? 

4  We'll  crowd  Thy  gates  with  thankful  songs; 

High  as  the  heaven  our  voices  raise; 
And  earth,  with  her  ten  thousand  tongues, 
Shall  fill  Thy  courts  with  sounding  praise. 

280 


INTROITS 

5  Wide  as  the  world  is  Thy  command, 
Vast  as  eternity  Thy  love; 
Firm  as  a  rock  Thy  truth  must  stand, 

When  rolling  years  shall  cease  to  move.     Amen 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts,  1710. 

310  8.7.8.7. 

CALL  Jehovah  thy  salvation, 
Rest  beneath  the  Almighty's  shade; 
In  His  secret  habitation 

Dwell,  and  never  be  dismayed. 

2  There  no  tumult  can  alarm  thee, 

Thou  shalt  dread  no  hidden  snare; 
Guile  nor  violence  can  harm  thee, 
In  eternal  safeguard  there. 

3  God  shall  charge  His  angel  legions 

Watch  and  ward  o'er  thee  to  keep: 
Though  thou  walk  through  hostile  regions, 
Though  in  desert  wilds  thou  sleep. 

4  Since,  with  pure  and  firm  affection, 

Thou  on  God  hast  set  thy  love, 

With  the  wings  of  His  protection, 

He  will  shield  thee  from  above. 

5  Thou  shalt  call  on  Him  in  trouble, 

He  will  hearken,  He  will  save; 
Here  for  grief  reward  thee  double, 
Crown  with  life  beyond  the  grave. 

James  Montgomery,  1822. 


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311  8.7.8.7. 

'OD,  my  King,  Thy  might  confessing, 
Ever  will  I  bless  Thy  Name; 
Day  by  day  Thy  throne  addressing, 
Still  will  I  Thy  praise  proclaim. 

281 


INTROITS 

2  Honour  great  our  God  befitteth; 

Who  His  majesty  can  reach? 
Age  to  age  His  works  transmitteth, 
Age  to  age  His  power  shall  teach. 

3  They  shall  talk  of  all  Thy  glory, 

On  Thy  might  and  greatness  dwell, 
Speak  of  Thy  dread  acts  the  story, 
And  Thy  deeds  of  wonder  tell. 

4  Nor  shall  fail  from  memory's  treasure 

Works  by  love  and  mercy  wrought, 
Works  of  love  surpassing  measure, 
Works  of  mercy  passing  thought. 

5  Full  of  kindness  and  compassion, 

Slow  to  anger,  vast  in  love, 
God  is  good  to  all  creation; 
All  His  works  His  goodness  prove. 

6  All  Thy  works,  O  Lord,  shall  bless  Thee; 

Thee  shall  all  Thy  saints  adore: 
King  supreme  shall  they  confess  Thee, 

And  proclaim  Thy  sovereign  power.     Amen. 

Bishop  Richard  Mant,  1824. 

312  7s.  six  lines. 

GOD  of  mercy,  God  of  grace, 
Show  the  brightness  of  Thy  face; 
Shine  upon  us,  Saviour,  shine, 
Fill  Thy  Church  with  light  divine; 
And  Thy  saving  health  extend 
Unto  earth's  remotest  end. 

2  Let  the  people  praise  Thee,  Lord; 
Be  by  all  that  live  adored; 

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IXTROITS 

Let  the  nations  shout  and  sing 
Glory  to  their  Saviour  King; 
At  Thy  feet  their  tribute  pay, 
And  Thy  holy  will  obey. 

3  Let  the  people  praise  Thee,  Lord; 
Earth  shall  then  her  fruits  afford; 
God  to  man  His  blessings  give, 
Man  to  God  devoted  live; 
All  below,  and  all  above, 
One  in  joy,  and  light,  and  love.     Amen. 

Rev.  Henry  F.  Lyte,  1834. 

313  10.10.10.10. 

AS  pants  the  wearied  hart  for  cooling  springs, 
That  sinks  exhausted  in  the  summer's  chase, 
So  pants  my  soul  for  Thee,  great  King  of  kings, 
So  thirsts  to  reach  Thy  sacred  dwelling-place. 

2  Lord,  Thy  sure  mercies'  ever  in  my  sight, 

My  heart  shall  gladden  through  the  tedious  day; 
And  midst  the  dark  and  gloomy  shades  of  night, 
To  Thee,  my  God,  I  '11  tune  the  grateful  lay. 

3  Why  faint,  my  soul?  why  doubt  Jehovah's  aid? 

Thy  God,  the  God  of  mercy  still  shall  prove; 
Within  His  courts  thy  thanks  shall  yet  be  paid : 
Unquestioned  be  His  faithfulness  and  love.  Amen. 

Bishop  Robert  Lowth,  1787;  Tr.  George  Gregory,  1787. 


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314  s.m. 

"Y  soul  with  patience  waits 
For  Thee,  the  living  Lord: 
My  hopes  are  on  Thy  promise  built, 
Thy  never-failing  word. 

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2  My  longing  eyes  look  out 

For  Thy  enlivening  ray, 
More  duly  than  the  morning  watch 
To  spy  the  dawning  day. 

3  Let  Israel  trust  in  God; 

No  bounds  His  mercy  knows; 
The  plenteous  source  and  spring  from  whence 
Eternal  succour  flows; 

4  Whose  friendly  streams  to  us 

Supplies  in  want  convey; 
A  healing  spring,  a  spring  to  cleanse 
And  wash  our  guilt  away. 

Tate  and  Brady,  i6g8. 


S.M. 

LOVE  Thy  kingdom,  Lord, 
The  house  of  Thine  abode, 
The  Church  our  blest  Redeemer  saved 
With  His  own  precious  blood. 


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2  For  her  my  tears  shall  fall; 

For  her  my  prayers  ascend ; 
To  her  my  cares  and  toils  be  given, 
Till  toils  and  cares  shall  end. 

3  Beyond  my  highest  joy 

I  prize  her  heavenly  ways, 
Her  sweet  communion,  solemn  vows, 
Her  hymns  of  love  and  praise. 

4  Jesus,  Thou  friend  divine, 

Our  Saviour  and  our  King, 
Thy  hand  from  every  snare  and  foe 
Shall  great  deliverance  bring. 

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IXTROITS 

Sure  as  Thy  truth  shall  last, 

To  Sion  shall  be  given 
The  brightest  glories  earth  can  yield. 

And  brighter  bliss  of  heaven.     Amen. 

Rev.  Timothy  Ehtnght,  1800. 


316  cm. 

ESUS,  the  very  thought  of  Thee 
With  sweetness  fills  the  breast; 
But  sweeter  far  Thy  face  to  see, 
And  in  Thy  presence  rest. 


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2  No  voice  can  sing,  no  heart  can  frame, 
Xor  can  the  memory  find. 
A  sweeter  sound  than  Jesus'  Name, 
The  Saviour  of  mankind. 


3  O  Hope  of  every  contrite  heart, 
O  Joy  of  all  the  meek, 
To  those  who  fall,  how  kind  Thou  art! 
How  good  to  those  who  seek ! 


4  But  what  to  those  who  find?    Ah,  this 
Nor  tongue  nor  pen  can  show; 
The  love  of  Jesus,  what  it  is 
None  but  His  loved  ones  know. 


5  Jesus,  our  only  joy  be  Thou. 
As  Thou  our  prize  wilt  be; 
In  Thee  be  all  our  glory  now, 
And  through  eternity.     Amen. 

St.  Bernard  of  Clairvaux,  WQi-1153;  Tr.  Rrc.  Edward- Caswall,  184Q. 
285 


INTROITS 

317  8s.  six  lines. 

THE  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare, 
And  feed  me  with  a  shepherd's  care; 
His  presence  shall  my  wants  supply, 
And  guard  me  with  a  watchful  eye; 
My  noonday  walks  He  shall  attend, 
And  all  my  midnight  hours  defend. 


2  When  in  the  sultry  glebe  I  faint, 
Or  on  the  thirsty  mountain  pant, 
To  fertile  vales  and  dewy  meads 
My  weary,  wandering  steps  He  leads, 
Where  peaceful  rivers,  soft  and  slow, 
Amid  the  verdant  landscape  flow. 


Though  in  the  paths  of  death  I  tread, 

With  gloomy  horrors  overspread, 

My  steadfast  heart  shall  fear  no  ill, 

For  Thou,  O  Lord,  art  with  me  still; 

Thy  friendly  crook  shall  give  me  aid, 

And  guide  me  through  the  dreadful  shade.    Amen. 

Joseph  Addison,  1712. 


318  s.m. 

|H,  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul! 
His  grace  to  thee  proclaim! 
And  all  that  is  within  me  join 
To  bless  His  holy  Name ! 


O' 


Oh,  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul! 

His  mercies  bear  in  mind! 
Forget  not  all  His  benefits! 

•The  Lord  to  thee  is  kind. 

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INTROITS 

3  He  will  not  always  chide; 

He  will  with  patience  wait; 
His  wrath  is  ever  slow  to  rise, 
And  ready  to  abate. 

4  He  pardons  all  thy  sins; 

Prolongs  thy  feeble  breath; 
He  healeth  thine  infirmities, 
And  ransoms  thee  from  death. 


5  He  clothes  thee  with  His  love; 

Upholds  thee  with  His  truth; 
And  like  the  eagle  He  renews 
The  vigour  of  thy  youth. 

6  Then  bless  His  holy  Name, 

Whose  grace  hath  made  thee  whole, 
Whose  loving-kindness  crowns  thy  days! 
Oh,  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul! 

James  Montgomery,  i8iq. 

Also  the  following 

41  Guide  me,  O  Thou  great  Jehovah 
119  O  Thou  to  Whose  all-searching  sight 
237  When  all  Thy  mercies,  O  my  God 

252  How  wondrous  and  great 

253  The  spacious  firmament  on  high 

445  0  God,  our  help  in  ages  past 

446  O  God  of  Bethel 

465  We  love  the  place,  O  God 

467  Pleasant  are  Thy  courts  above 

468  Glorious  things  of  Thee  are  spoken 
480  Arm  of  the  Lord,  awake,  awake 
489  Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds 

287 


OFFERTORY 
THE  OFFERTORY 

319  s.m. 

E  give  Thee  but  Thine  own, 
Whate'er  the  gift  may  be: 
All  that  we  have  is  Thine  alone, 
A  trust,  O  Lord,  from  Thee. 


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2  May  we  Thy  bounties  thus 

As  stewards  true  receive, 
And  gladly,  as  Thou  blessest  us, 
To  Thee  our  first-fruits  give. 

3  O  hearts  are  bruised  and  dead, 

And  homes  are  bare  and  cold, 
And  lambs  for  whom  the  Shepherd  bled 
Are  straying  from  the  Fold! 

4  To  comfort  and  to  bless, 

To  find  a  balm  for  woe, 
To  tend  the  lone  and  fatherless 
Is  angels'  work  below. 

5  The  captive  to  release, 

To  God  the  lost  to  bring, 
To  teach  the  way  of  life  and  peace, 
It  is  a  Christ-like  thing. 

6  And  we  believe  Thy  word, 

Though  dim  our  faith  may  be; 
Whate'er  for  Thine  we  do,  O  Lord, 
We  do  it  unto  Thee.     Amen. 

Bishop  W.  Walsham  How,  1858. 


H' 


320  7.7.7.7.8.8.8.8. 

OLY  offerings,  rich  and  rare, 
Offerings  of  praise  and  prayer, 
Purer  life  and  purpose  high, 
Clasped  hands,  uplifted  eye, 

288 


HOLY   COMMUNION 


Lowly  acts  of  adoration 

To  the  God  of  our  salvation; 

On  His  altar  laid,  we  leave  them: 

Christ,  present  them!  God,  receive  them! 

2  Homage  of  each  humble  heart, 
Ere  we  from  Thy  house  depart; 
Worship  fervent,  deep  and  high, 
Adoration,  ecstasy; 

All  that  childlike  love  can  render 

Of  devotion  true  and  tender; 

On  Thine  altar  laid,  we  leave  them: 

Christ,  present  them!  God,  receive  them! 

3  To  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 
And  the  Spirit,  Three  in  One, 
Through  our  mortal  weakness  raise 
Offerings  of  imperfect  praise, 

Yet  with  hearts  bowed  down  most  lowly, 

Crying,  Holy!  Holy!  Holy! 

On  Thine  altar  laid,  we  leave  them: 

Christ,  present  them!  God,  receive  them!    Amen. 

Rev.  John  S.  B.  Monsell,  1867. 


THE   COMMUNION 

321  cm. 

ACCORDING  to  Thy  gracious  word, 
In  meek  humility, 
This  will  I  do,  my  dying  Lord, 
I  will  remember  Thee. 

2  Thy  Body,  broken  for  my  sake, 
My  bread  from  heaven  shall  be; 
The  cup,  Thy  precious  Blood,  I  take, 
And  thus  remember  Thee. 

289 


HOLY   COMMUNION 


3  Gethsemane,  can  I  forget? 

Or  there  Thy  conflict  see, 

Thine  agony  and  bloody  sweat, 

And  not  remember  Thee? 

4  When  to  the  cross  I  turn  mine  eyes, 

And  rest  on  Calvary, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  my  sacrifice, 
I  must  remember  Thee. 

5  And  when  these  failing  lips  grow  dumb, 

And  mind  and  memory  flee, 
When  Thou  shalt  in  Thy  kingdom  come, 
Then,  Lord,  remember  me.     Amen. 

James  Montgomery,  1823. 


322  cm. 

GOD,  unseen  yet  ever  near, 
Thy  presence  may  we  feel; 
And  thus  inspired  with  holy  fear, 
Before  Thine  altar  kneel. 


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2  Here  may  Thy  faithful  people  know 

The  blessings  of  Thy  love, 
The  streams  that  through  the  desert  flow, 
The  manna  from  above. 

3  We  come,  obedient  to  Thy  word, 

To  feast  on  heavenly  food; 
Our  meat  the  Body  of  the  Lord, 
Our  drink  His  precious  Blood. 

4  Thus  may  we  all  Thy  word  obey, 

For  we,  O  God,  are  Thine; 
And  go  rejoicing  on  our  way, 

Renewed  with  strength  divine.     Amen. 

Dr.  Edward  Osier,  1836,  alt. 
290 


HOLY   COMMUNION 


323  cm. 

AM  not  worthy,  holy  Lord, 
That  Thou  shouldst  come  to  me; 
Speak  but  the  word :  one  gracious  word 
Can  set  the  sinner  free. 


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2  I  am  not  worthy;  cold  and  bare 

The  lodging  of  my  soul; 
How  canst  Thou  deign  to  enter  there? 
Lord,  speak,  and  make  me  whole. 

3  I  am  not  worthy;  yet,  my  God, 

How  can  I  say  Thee  nay; 
Thee,  Who  didst  give  Thy  Flesh  and  Blood 
My  ransom  price  to  pay? 

4  0  come!  in  this  sweet  morning  hour 

Feed  me  with  food  divine; 
And  fill  with  all  Thy  love  and  power 
This  worthless  heart  of  mine.     Amen. 

Rev.  Sir  Henry  W.  Baker,  1875. 

324  cm. 

SHEPHERD  of  souls,  refresh  and  bless 
Thy  chosen  pilgrim  flock, 
With  Manna  in  the  wilderness, 
With  water  from  the  rock. 

2  Hungry  and  thirsty,  faint  and  weak, 
As  Thou  when  here  below, 
Our  souls  the  joys  celestial  seek 
Which  from  Thy  sorrows  flow. 

We  would  not  live  by  bread  alone, 

But  by  Thy  word  of  grace, 
In  strength  of  which  we  travel  on 

To  our  abiding-place. 

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4  Be  known  to  us  in  breaking  bread, 

But  do  not  then  depart; 
Saviour,  abide  with  us,  and  spread 
Thy  table  in  our  heart. 

5  Lord,  sup  with  us  in  love  divine; 

Thy  Body  and  Thy  Blood, 
That  living  bread,  that  heavenly  wine, 
Be  our  immortal  food.     Amen. 

James  Montgomery,  1825,  alt.,  cento. 


325  6.6.6.6. 

HUNGER  and  I  thirst; 

Jesus,  my  Manna  be: 
Ye  living  waters,  burst 
Out  of  the  rock  for  me. 


1 


2  Thou  bruised  and  broken  Bread, 

My  life-long  wants  supply; 
As  living  souls  are  fed, 
O  feed  me,  or  I  die! 

3  Thou  true  life-giving  Vine, 

Let  me  Thy  sweetness  prove; 
Renew  my  life  with  Thine, 
Refresh  my  soul  with  love. 

4  Rough  paths  my  feet  have  trod, 

Since  first  their  course  began; 
Feed  me,  Thou  Bread  of  God; 
Help  me,  Thou  Son  of  Man. 

5  For  still  the  desert  lies 

My  thirsting  soul  before; 
O  living  waters,  rise 

Within  me  evermore !     Amen. 

Rev.  John  S.  B.  Monsell,  1873. 
292 


HOLY    COMMUNION 


326  8.7.8.7. 

kHE  King  of  love  my  Shepherd  is, 
Whose  goodness  faileth  never; 
I  nothing  lack  if  I  am  His, 
And  He  is  mine  forever. 


327 


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2  Where  streams  of  living  water  flow 

My  ransomed  soul  He  leadeth. 
And,  where  the  verdant  pastures  grow, 
With  food  celestial  feedeth. 

3  Perverse  and  foolish  oft  I  strayed. 

But  yet  in  love  He  sought  me, 
And  on  His  shoulder  gently  laid. 
And  home,  rejoicing,  brought  me. 

4  In  death's  dark  vale  I  fear  no  ill 

With  Thee,  dear  Lord,  beside  me; 
Thy  rod  and  staff  my  comfort  still, 
Thy  cross  before  to  guide  me. 

5  Thou  spread'st  a  table  in  my  sight; 

Thy  unction  grace  bestoweth; 
And  0  what  transport  of  delight 
From  Thy  pure  chalice  floweth ! 

6  And  so  through  all  the  length  of  days 

Thy  goodness  faileth  never : 
Good  Shepherd,  may  I  sing  Thy  praise 
Within  Thy  house  forever.     Amen. 

Rev.  Sir  Henry  W.  Baker,  1868. 

7.7.7. 

JESUS,  to  Thy  table  led, 
Now  let  every  heart  be  fed 
With  the  true  and  living  Bread. 

293 


HOLY    COMMUNION 


2  While  in  penitence  we  kneel, 
Thy  blest  presence  let  us  feel, 
All  Thy  wondrous  love  reveal. 

3  While  on  Thy  dear  cross  we  gaze, 
Mourning  o'er  our  sinful  ways, 
Turn  our  sadness  into  praise. 

4  When  we  taste  the  mystic  wine, 

Of  Thine  outpoured  Blood  the  sign, 
Fill  our  hearts  with  love  divine. 

5  Draw  us  to  Thy  wounded  side, 
Whence  there  flowed  the  healing  tide; 
There  our  sins  and  sorrows  hide. 

6  From  the  bonds  of  sin  release; 
Cold  and  wavering  faith  increase; 
Lamb  of  God,  grant  us  Thy  peace. 

7  Lead  us  by  Thy  pierced  hand, 
Till  around  Thy  throne  we  stand, 

In  the  bright  and  better  land.     Amen. 

Rev.  Robert  Hall  Baynes,  1864. 

328  l.m. 

"ESUS,  Thou  Joy  of  loving  hearts! 


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Thou  Fount  of  life !  Thou  Light  of  men ! 
From  the  best  bliss  that  earth  imparts 
We  turn  unfilled  to  Thee  again. 

2  Thy  truth  unchanged  hath  ever  stood; 
Thou  savest  those  that  on  Thee  call; 
To  them  that  seek  Thee,  Thou  art  good, 
To  them  that  find  Thee,  all  in  all. 

294 


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3  We  taste  Thee,  0  Thou  living  Bread! 

And  long  to  feast  upon  Thee  still; 
We  drink  of  Thee,  the  Fountain  Head, 
And  thirst  from  Thee  our  souls  to  fill. 

4  Our  restless  spirits  yearn  for  Thee, 

Where'er  our  changeful  lot  is  cast; 
Glad,  when  Thy  gracious  smile  we  see, 
Blest,  when  our  faith  can  hold  Thee  fast. 

5  0  Jesus,  ever  with  us  stay! 

Make  all  our  moments  calm  and  bright! 
Chase  the  dark  night  of  sin  away! 

Shed  o'er  the  world  Thy  holy  light!     Amen. 

St.  Bernard  of  Clairvaux,  c.  1150;  Tr.  Rev.  Ray  Palmer,  183 


L.M. 

"Y  God,  and  is  Thy  table  spread, 
And  does  Thy  cup  with  love  o'erflow? 
Thither  be  all  Thy  children  led, 

And  let  them  Thy  sweet  mercies  know. 


M 


2  Hail !  sacred  Feast,  which  Jesus  makes, 

Rich  banquet  of  His  Flesh  and  Blood: 
Thrice  happy  he  who  here  partakes 

That  sacred  stream,  that  heavenly  Food. 

3  0  let  Thy  table  honoured  be, 

And  furnished  well  with  joyful  guests : 
And  may  each  soul  salvation  see, 
That  here  its  sacred  pledges  tastes. 

4  Drawn  by  Thy  quickening  grace,  O  Lord, 

In  countless  numbers  let  them  come; 
And  gather  from  their  Father's  board 
The  bread  that  lives  beyond  the  tomb. 

295 


HOLY    COMMUNION 


Nor  let  Thy  spreading  Gospel  rest, 

Till  through  the  world  Thy  truth  has  run; 

Till  with  this  bread  all  men  be  blest, 

Who  see  the  light  or  feel  the  sun.     Amen. 

Rev.  Philip  Doddridge,  1755,  cento. 


330  l.m. 

SAVING  Victim,  opening  wide 
The  gate  of  heaven  to  man  below, 
Our  foes  press  on  from  every  side, 

Thine  aid  supply,  Thy  strength  bestow. 


o 


2  All  praise  and  thanks  to  Thee  ascend 
Forevermore,  blest  One  in  Three; 
O  grant  us  life  that  shall  not  end, 

In  our  true  native  land  with  Thee.     Amen. 

St.  Thomas  Aquinas,  c.  1227-1274;  Tr.  Rev.  Edward  Caswall,  1840. 

331  10.10. 


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RAW  nigh  and  take  the  Body  of  the  Lord, 
And  drink  the  holy  Blood  for  you  outpoured. 


2  Saved  by  that  Body  and  that  holy  Blood, 
With  souls  refreshed,  we  render  thanks  to  God. 

3  Salvation's  giver,  Christ,  the  only  Son, 

By  His  dear  cross  and  Blood  the  victory  won. 

4  Offered  was  He  for  greatest  and  for  least, 
Himself  the  Victim,  and  Himself  the  Priest. 

5  Victims  were  offered  by  the  law  of  old, 
That  in  a  type  celestial  mysteries  told. 

6  He,  Ransomer  from  death,  and  Light  from  shade, 
Now  gives  His  holy  grace,  His  saints  to  aid. 

296 


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7  Approach  ye  then  with  faithful  hearts  sincere, 
And  take  the  safeguard  of  salvation  here. 

8  He,  that  His  saints  in  this  world  rules  and  shields, 
To  all  believers  life  eternal  yields; 

9  With  heavenly  Bread  makes  them  that  hunger  whole, 
Gives  living  waters  to  the  thirsting  soul. 


10  Alpha  and  Omega,  to  Whom  shall  bow 
doom,  is  with  us  now 

Latin,  7th  cent.;  Tr.  Rev.  John  Mason  Neale.  1S51 . 


All  nations  at  the  doom,  is  with  us  now. 


332  10s.  six  lines. 

AND  now,  O  Father,  mindful  of  the  love 
That  bought  us,  once  for  all,  on  Calvary's  tree, 
And  having  with  us  Him  that  pleads  above, 

We  here  present,  we  here  spread  forth  to  Thee, 
That  only  offering  perfect  in  Thine  eyes, 
The  one  true,  pure,  immortal  sacrifice. 

2  Look,  Father,  look  on  His  anointed  face, 

And  only  look  on  us  as  found  in  Him ; 
Look  not  on  our  misusings  of  Thy  grace, 

Our  prayer  so  languid,  and  our  faith  so  dim; 
For  lo!  between  our  sins  and  their  reward, 
We  set  the  Passion  of  Thy  Son  our  Lord. 

3  And  then  for  those,  our  dearest  and  our  best, 

By  this  prevailing  presence  we  appeal; 
O  fold  them  closer  to  Thy  mercy's  breast ! 

O  do  Thine  utmost  for  their  souls'  true  weal ! 
From  tainting  mischief  keep  them  white  and  clear, 
And  crown  Thy  gifts  with  strength  to  persevere. 

297 


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4  And  so  we  come;  O  draw  us  to  Thy  feet, 

Most  patient  Saviour,  Who  canst  love  us  still! 
And  by  this  Food,  so  awful  and  so  sweet, 

Deliver  us  from  every  touch  of  ill: 
In  Thine  own  service  make  us  glad  and  free, 
And  grant  us  nevermore  to  part  with  Thee.     Amen. 

Canon  William  Bright,  1874. 

333  10.10.10.10. 

HERE,  0  my  Lord,  I  see  Thee  face  to  face; 
Here  would  I  touch  and  handle  things  unseen; 
Here  grasp  with  firmer  hand  eternal  grace, 
And  all  my  weariness  upon  Thee  lean. 

2  Here  would  I  feed  upon  the  Bread  of  God; 

Here  drink  with  Thee  the  royal  Wine  of  heaven; 
Here  would  I  lay  aside  each  earthly  load, 
Here  taste  afresh  the  calm  of  sin  forgiven. 

3  I  have  no  help  but  Thine;  nor  do  I  need 

Another  arm  save  Thine  to  lean  upon; 
It  is  enough,  my  Lord,  enough  indeed; 

My  strength  is  in  Thy  might,  Thy  might  alone. 

4  Mine  is  the  sin,  but  Thine  the  righteousness: 

Mine  is  the  guilt,  but  Thine  the  cleansing  Blood: 
Here  is  my  robe,  my  refuge,  and  my  peace; 

Thy  Blood,  Thy  righteousness,  O  Lord,  my  God! 

Amen. 

Rev.  Horatius  Bonar,  1855. 

334  10s.  six  lines. 

THOU,  Who  at  Thy  first  Eucharist  didst  pray, 
That  all  Thy  Church  might  be  forever  one, 
Grant  us  at  every  Eucharist  to  say 
With  longing  heart  and  soul,  "Thy  will  be  done." 

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0  may  we  all  one  Bread,  one  Body  be, 
Through  this  blest  Sacrament  of  Unity. 

2  For  all  Thy  Church,  O  Lord,  we  intercede; 

Make  Thou  our  sad  divisions  soon  to  cease; 
Draw  us  the  nearer  each  to  each,  we  plead, 

By  drawing  all  to  Thee,  0  Prince  of  Peace; 
Thus  may  we  all  one  Bread,  one  Body  be, 
Through  this  blest  Sacrament  of  Unity. 

3  We  pray  Thee,  too,  for  wanderers  from  Thy  fold; 

0  bring  them  back,  good  Shepherd  of  the  sheep, 
Back  to  the  faith  which  saints  believed  of  old, 

Back  to  the  Church  which  still  that  faith  doth  keep; 
Soon  may  we  all  one  Bread,  one  Body  be, 
Through  this  blest  Sacrament  of  Unity. 

4  So,  Lord,  at  length  when  Sacraments  shall  cease, 

May  we  be  one  with  all  Thy  Church  above, 
One  with  Thy  saints  in  one  unbroken  peace, 

One  with  Thy  saints  in  one  unbounded  love; 
More  blessed  still,  in  peace  and  love  to  be 
One  with  the  Trinity  in  Unity.     Amen. 

Col.  William  H.  Turton,  1881. 


B 


335  7s.  six  lines. 

•READ  of  heaven,  on  Thee  we  feed, 
For  Thy  Flesh  is  meat  indeed; 
Ever  may  our  souls  be  fed 
With  this  true  and  living  Bread; 
Day  by  day  with  strength  supplied, 
Through  the  life  of  Him  Who  died. 

2  Vine  of  heaven.  Thy  Blood  supplies 
This  blest  cup  of  sacrifice; 

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Lord,  Thy  wounds  our  healing  give, 
To  Thy  cross  we  look  and  live : 
Jesus,  may  we  ever  be 
Grafted,  rooted,  built  in  Thee.     Amen. 

Josiah  Conder,  1824,  alt. 


B 


336  9.8.9.8. 

READ  of  the  world,  in  mercy  broken, 
Wine  of  the  soul,  in  mercy  shed, 
By  Whom  the  words  of  life  were  spoken, 
And  in  Whose  death  our  sins  are  dead; 

Look  on  the  heart  by  sorrow  broken, 
Look  on  the  tears  by  sinners  shed; 

And  be  Thy  feast  to  us  the  token 

That  by  Thy  grace  our  souls  are  fed.     Amen. 

Bishop  Reginald  Heber,  pub.  1827. 


B 


337  8.8.8.4. 

>Y  Christ  redeemed,  in  Christ  restored, 
We  keep  the  memory  adored, 
And  show  the  death  of  our  dear  Lord, 
Until  He  come. 

2  His  Body  broken  in  our  stead 
Is  here,  in  this  memorial  bread ; 
And  so  our  feeble  love  is  fed, 

Until  He  come. 

3  His  fearful  drops  of  agony, 
His  Life-blood  shed  for  us  we  see: 
The  wine  shall  tell  the  mystery, 

Until  He  come. 

4  And  thus  that  dark  betrayal  night, 
With  the  last  Advent  we  unite  — 
The  shame,  the  glory,  by  this  rite, 

Until  He  come. 

1  Published  after  his  death. 
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5  Until  the  trump  of  God  be  heard, 
Until  the  ancient  graves  be  stirred, 
And  with  the  great  commanding  word, 

The  Lord  shall  come. 

6  O  blessed  hope!  with  this  elate, 
Let  not  our  hearts  be  desolate, 

But  strong  in  faith,  in  patience  wait, 
Until  He  come! 

Rev.  George  Rawson,  1857,  text  of  1876. 
338  8.7.8.7.8.7. 

LET  all  mortal  flesh  keep  silence,  and  with  fear  and 
trembling  stand; 
Ponder  nothing  earthly-minded,  for  with  blessing  in  His 

hand, 
Christ  our  God  to  earth  descendeth,  our  full  homage  to 
demand. 

2  King  of  kings,  yet  born  of  Mary,  as  of  old  on  earth  He 

stood, 
Lord  of  lords,  in  human  vesture  —  in  the  Body  and  the 

Blood  — 
He  will  give  to  all  the  faithful  His  own  Self  for  heavenly 

Food. 

3  Rank  on  rank  the  host  of  heaven  spreads  its  vanguard  on 

the  way, 
As  the  Light  of  Light  descendeth  from  the  realms  of  endless 

day, 
That  the  powers  of  hell  may  vanish  as  the  darkness  clears 

away. 

4  At  His  feet  the  six- winged  seraph;  cherubim  with  sleep- 

less eye, 
Veil  their  faces  to  the  Presence,  as  with  ceaseless  voice 

they  cry, 
Alleluia,  alleluia,  alleluia,  Lord  most  high.     Amen. 

Liturgy  of  St.  James;  Tr.  Rev.  Gerard  Moultrie,  1864. 
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339  8.7.8.7.8.7. 

NOW,  my  tongue,  the  mystery  telling 
Of  the  glorious  Body  sing, 
And  the  Blood,  all  price  excelling, 

Which  the  Gentiles'  Lord  and  King, 
Once  on  earth  amongst  us  dwelling, 
Shed  for  this  world's  ransoming! 

2  Given  for  us  and  condescending 

To  be  born  for  us  below, 
He  with  men  in  converse  blending 

Dwelt,  the  seed  of  truth  to  sow, 
Till  He  closed  with  wondrous  ending 

His  most  patient  life  of  woe. 

3  That  last  night  at  supper  lying, 

Mid  the  Twelve,  His  chosen  band, 
Jesus,  with  the  Law  complying, 

Keeps  the  Feast  its  rites  demand; 
Then,  more  precious  food  supplying, 

Gives  Himself  with  His  own  hand. 

4  Word-made-flesh  true  bread  He  maketh 

By  His  word  His  Flesh  to  be; 
Wine  His  Blood;  which  whoso  taketh 

Must  from  carnal  thoughts  be  free; 
Faith  alone,  though  sight  forsaketh, 

Shows  true  hearts  the  mystery. 

PART  II 

5  Therefore  we,  before  Him  bending, 

This  great  Sacrament  revere; 
Types  and  shadows  have  their  ending, 

For  the  newer  rite  is  here; 
Faith,  our  outward  sense  befriending, 

Makes  our  inward  vision  clear. 

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Glory  let  us  give  and  blessing 

To  the  Father  and  the  Son, 
Honour,  thanks,  and  praise  addressing, 

While  eternal  ages  run; 
Ever  too  His  love  confessing 

Who  from  Both  with  Both  is  One.     Amen. 

St.  Thomas  Aquinas,  c.  1227-1274;  version  from  Oxford  Hymn  Book. 


340  7.8.7.8.7.7. 

LET  Thy  Blood  in  mercy  poured, 
Let  Thy  gracious  Body  broken, 
Be  to  me,  O  gracious  Lord, 

Of  Thy  boundless  love  the  token. 
Thou  didst  give  Thyself  for  me, 
Now  I  give  myself  to  Thee. 

2  Thou  didst  die  that  I  might  live; 

Blessed  Lord,  Thou  cam's t  to  save  me; 
All  that  love  of  God  could  give 

Jesus  by  His  sorrows  gave  me. 
Thou  didst  give  Thyself  for  me, 
Now  I  give  myself  to  Thee. 

3  By  the  thorns  that  crowned  Thy  brow, 

By  the  spear-wound  and  the  nailing, 
By  the  pain  and  death,  I  now 

Claim,  O  Christ,  Thy  love  unfailing. 
Thou  didst  give  Thyself  for  me, 
Now  I  give  myself  to  Thee. 

4  Wilt  Thou  own  the  gift  I  bring? 

All  my  penitence  I  give  Thee; 
Thou  art  my  exalted  King, 

Of  Thy  matchless  love  forgive  me. 

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Thou  didst  give  Thyself  for  me, 
Now  I  give  myself  to  Thee.     Amen. 

Greek;  Tr.  Rev.  John  Brownlie,  1907. 

Also  the  following 
192  Alleluia!  sing  to  Jesus 


3|olp  Papt&m 

341  10.6.10.6.8.8.4. 

FATHER  of  heaven,  Who  hast  created  all 
In  wisest  love,  we  pray, 
Look  on  this  child,  who  at  Thy  gracious  call 
Is  entering  on  life's  way! 
O  make  it  Thine,  Thy  blessing  give, 
That  to  Thy  glory  it  may  live, 
Father  of  heaven! 


0  Son  of  God,  atoning  Lord,  behold 

We  bring  this  child  to  Thee; 
Take  it,  O  loving  Shepherd,  to  Thy  Fold, 
Forever  Thine  to  be: 
Defend  it  through  this  earthly  strife, 
And  lead  it  in  the  path  of  life, 
O  Son  of  God! 

O  Holy  Ghost,  Who  broodest  o'er  the  wave, 

Descend  upon  this  child; 
Give  it  undying  life,  its  spirit  lave 
With  waters  undenled; 
And  make  it  evermore  to  be 
A  child  of  God,  a  home  for  Thee, 
O  Holy  Ghost! 

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O  Triune  God,  what  Thou  hast  willed  is  done; 

We  speak:  but  Thine  the  might; 
This  child  hath  scarce  yet  seen  our  earthly  sun, 
Yet  pour  on  it  Thy  light 
Of  faith,  and  hope,  and  joyful  love, 
Thou  Sun  of  all  below,  above, 
O  Triune  God.     Amen. 

Rev.  Albert  Knapp,  1841;  Tr.  Catherine  Winkworth,  1858,  alt. 


342  8.7.8.7. 

SAVIOUR,  Who  Thy  flock  art  feeding, 
With  the  shepherd's  kindest  care, 
All  the  feeble  gently  leading, 

While  the  lambs  Thy  bosom  share; 


s 


2  Now,  these  little  ones  receiving, 

Fold  them  in  Thy  gracious  arm; 
There  we  know,  Thy  word  believing 
Only  there  secure  from  harm. 

3  Never  from  Thy  pasture  roving 

Let  them  be  the  lion's  prey; 
Let  Thy  tenderness,  so  loving, 

Keep  them  all  life's  dangerous  way. 

4  Then,  within  Thy  fold  eternal, 

Let  them  find  a  resting-place; 
Feed  in  pastures  ever  vernal, 

Drink  the  rivers  of  Thy  grace.     Amen. 

Rev.  William  A .  Muhlenberg,  1826. 

343  cm. 

F[  token  that  thou  shalt  not  fear 
Christ  crucified  to  own, 
We  print  the  cross  upon  thee  here, 
And  stamp  thee  His  alone. 

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2  In  token  that  thou  shalt  not  blush 

To  glory  in  His  Name, 
We  blazon  here  upon  thy  front 
His  glory  and  His  shame. 

3  In  token  that  thou  too  shalt  tread 

The  path  He  traveled  by, 
Endure  the  cross,  despise  the  shame, 
And  sit  thee  down  on  high; 

4  Thus  outwardly  and  visibly 

We  seal  thee  for  His  own: 
And  may  the  brow  that  wears  His  cross 
Hereafter  share  His  crown.     Amen. 

Dean  Henry  Alford,  1832 


344  l.m. 

LITTLE  child  the  Saviour  came, 
The  Mighty  God  was  still  His  Name; 

And  angels  worshiped  as  He  lay, 

The  seeming  infant  of  a  day. 


A 


2  He  Who  a  little  child  began 
The  life  divine  to  show  to  man, 
Proclaims  from  heaven  the  message  free, 
"Let  little  children  come  to  Me." 

3  We  bring  them,  Lord,  and  with  the  sign 
Of  cleansing  water  name  them  Thine : 
Their  souls  with  saving  grace  endow, 
Baptize  them  with  Thy  Spirit  now. 

4  O  give  Thy  angels  charge,  good  Lord, 
Them  safely  in  Thy  way  to  guard ; 
Thy  blessing  on  their  lives  command, 
And  write  their  names  upon  Thy  hand. 

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345 


5  O  Thou  Who  by  an  infant's  tongue 
Dost  hear  Thy  perfect  glory  sung, 
May  these,  with  all  the  heavenly  host, 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost.    Amen. 

Rev.  William  Robertson,  1861. 


OLET  the  children  come  to  Me," 
Dear  Saviour,  Thou  commandest; 
And  for  these  innocents  we  see 

How  Thou  in  welcome  standest. 
Still  goes  Thy  Spirit  freely  forth, 

To  gladden  souls  that  need  Thee, 
And  Thou  bestowest  heavenly  birth, 
If  they  like  children  heed  Thee, 
For  theirs  the  kingdom  is. 

2  By  water  and  the  Spirit  Thou 

Our  sinful  nature  cleansest; 
Thy  word  doth  show  the  path  to  go, 

And  daily  grace  Thou  sendest. 
O  may  Thy  sanctifying  love 

Surround  us  all  with  blessing; 
And  may  we  all  Thy  favour  prove 

In  daily  Thee  confessing, 
Abiding  close  to  Thee. 

3  O  soul  of  man,  remember  well 

The  holy  Name  thou  bearest : 
Of  everything  that  tongue  can  tell 

That  Name  is  still  the  dearest. 
O  child  of  God,  His  voice  attend, 

Live  worthy  of  His  choosing; 
For  He  is  thy  eternal  friend: 

Beware  lest  thou  be  losing 
His  grace  so  freely  thine. 

Swedish;  Archbishop  Johan  0.  Wallin, 
1779-1839;  Tr.  1915,  G.  M.  W. 

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346  ADULTS  S.M 

SOLDIERS  of  Christ,  arise, 
And  put  your  armour  on; 
Strong  in  the  strength  which  God  supplies. 
Through  His  eternal  Son. 

2  Strong  in  the  Lord  of  Hosts, 

And  in  His  mighty  power : 
Who  in  the  strength  of  Jesus  trusts 
Is  more  than  conqueror. 

3  Stand  then  in  His  great  might, 

With  all  His  strength  endued; 
And  take,  to  arm  you  for  the  fight, 
The  panoply  of  God. 

4  From  strength  to  strength  go  on, 

Wrestle,  and  fight,  and  pray: 
Tread  all  the  powers  of  darkness  down, 
And  win  the  well-fought  day. 

5  That,  having  all  things  done, 

And  all  your  conflicts  past, 
Ye  may  o'ercome,  through  Christ  alone, 
And  stand  complete  at  last. 

6  To  God,  the  Father,  Son, 

And  Spirit,  ever  blest, 
The  One  in  Three,  the  Three  in  One 
Be  endless  praise  addressed.     Amen. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley,  1749,  cento. 


Catecfnsm 

347  8.5.7.5 

GLORY  to  the  blessed  Jesus! 
Who  for  us  was  born, 
In  the  stable,  cold  and  poor, 
On  glad  Christmas  morn. 

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2  Glory  to  the  blessed  Jesus! 

Who  was  crucified 
On  Good  Friday  for  our  sins  : 
Loving  us  He  died. 

3  Glory  to  the  blessed  Jesus ! 

Who  for  sinners  lay 
In  the  tomb,  and  rose  upon 
Happy  Easter  day. 

4  Glory  to  the  blessed  Jesus! 

He,  Who  is  our  Way, 
WTent  up  in  a  cloud  to  heaven 
On  Ascension  day. 

5  Glory  to  the  blessed  Jesus ! 

Who  at  Whitsuntide 
Sent  His  Holy  Spirit  down 
With  us  to  abide. 

6  Glory  to  the  blessed  Jesus ! 

We  will  praise  His  love, 
All  our  days  on  earth  below, 
And  for  aye  above.     Amen. 

Anon. 


348  7.7.7.7 

DVEXT  tells  us  Christ  is  near; 
Christmas  tells  us  Christ  is  here! 
In  Epiphany  we  trace 
All  the  glory  of  His  grace. 


A1 


2  Those  three  Sundays  before  Lent 
Will  prepare  us  to  repent, 
That  in  Lent  we  may  begin 
Earnestly  to  mourn  for  sin. 


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3  Holy  Week  and  Easter,  then, 
Tell  Who  died  and  rose  again: 
O  that  happy  Easter  day! 

"  Christ  is  risen  indeed,"  we  say. 

4  Yes,  and  Christ  ascended,  too, 
To  prepare  a  place  for  you; 
So  we  give  Him  special  praise. 
After  those  great  forty  days. 

5  Then,  He  sent  the  Holy  Ghost, 
On  the  day  of  Pentecost, 
With  us  ever  to  abide: 

Well  may  we  keep  Whitsuntide ! 

6  Last  of  all,  we  humbly  sing 
Glory  to  our  God  and  King, 
Glory  to  the  One  in  Three, 

On  the  Feast  of  Trinity.     Amen. 

Katherine  Hankey,  1888. 


O 


349  8.7.8.7.7.7. 

jNCE  in  royal  David's  city 

Stood  a  lowly  cattle  shed, 

Where  a  mother  laid  her  baby, 

In  a  manger  for  His  bed : 
Mary  was  that  mother  mild, 
Jesus  Christ  her  little  child. 

He  came  down  to  earth  from  heaven, 

Who  is  God  and  Lord  of  all, 
And  His  shelter  was  a  stable, 

And  His  cradle  was  a  stall; 
With  the  poor,  and  mean,  and  lowly, 
Lived  on  earth  our  Saviour  holy. 

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3  And,  through  all  His  wondrous  childhood, 

He  would  honour  and  obey, 
Love,  and  watch  the  lowly  maiden 

In  whose  gentle  arms  He  lay; 
Christian  children  all  must  be 
Mild,  obedient,  good  as  He. 

4  For  He  is  our  childhood's  pattern; 

Day  by  day  like  us  He  grew; 
He  was  little,  weak,  and  helpless, 

Tears  and  smiles  like  us  He  knew; 
And  He  feeleth  for  our  sadness, 
And  He  shareth  in  our  gladness. 

5  And  our  eyes  at  last  shall  see  Him, 

Through  His  own  redeeming  love; 
For  that  child  so  dear  and  gentle 

Is  our  Lord  in  heaven  above; 
And  He  leads  His  children  on 
To  the  place  where  He  is  gone. 

6  Not  in  that  poor  lowly  stable, 

With  the  oxen  standing  by, 
We  shall  see  Him;  but  in  heaven, 

Set  at  God's  right  hand  on  high ; 
When  like  stars  His  children  crowned, 
All  in  white  shall  wait  around. 

Mrs.  Cecil  Frances  Alexander,  1848. 

350  p.m. 

I  THINK  when  I  read  that  sweet  story  of  old, 
When  Jesus  was  here  among  men, 
How  He  called  little  children  as  lambs  to  His  fold, 
I  should  like  to  have  been  with  them  then. 

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2  I  wish  that  His  hands  had  been  placed  on  my  head, 

That  His  arms  had  been  thrown  around  me, 
And  that  I  might  have  seen  His  kind  look  when  He  said, 
"Let  the  little  ones  come  unto  Me." 

3  Yet  still  to  His  footstool  in  prayer  I  may  go, 

And  ask  for  a  share  in  His  love; 
And  if  I  thus  earnestly  seek  Him  below, 
I  shall  see  Him  and  hear  Him  above, 

4  In  that  beautiful  place  He  has  gone  to  prepare 

For  all  who  are  washed  and  forgiven ; 
And  many  dear  children  shall  be  with  Him  there, 
For  "of  such  is  the  kingdom  of  heaven." 

5  But  thousands  and  thousands  who  wander  and  fall, 

Never  heard  of  that  heavenly  home; 
I  wish  they  could  know  there  is  room  for  them  all, 
And  that  Jesus  has  bid  them  to  come. 

Mrs.  Jemima  Luke,  1841. 


351  cm. 

>Y  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 
How  fair  the  lily  grows! 
How  sweet  the  breath,  beneath  the  hill, 
Of  Sharon's  dewy  rose! 


B 


2  Lo !  such  the  child  whose  early  feet 

The  paths  of  peace  have  trod, 
Whose  secret  heart,  with  influence  sweet, 
Is  upward  drawn  to  God. 

3  By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 

The  lily  must  decay ; 
The  rose  that  blooms  beneath  the  hill 
Must  shortly  fade  away. 

312 


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4  And  soon,  too  soon,  the  wintry  hour 

Of  man's  maturer  age 
Will  shake  the  soul  with  sorrow's  power, 
And  stormy  passion's  rage. 

5  O  Thou  whose  infant  feet  were  found 

Within  Thy  Father's  shrine, 
Whose  years,  with  changeless  virtue  crowned, 
Were  all  alike  divine, 

6  Dependent  on  Thy  bounteous  breath, 

We  seek  Thy  grace  alone, 
In  childhood,  manhood,  age,  and  death, 
To  keep  us  still  Thine  own.     Amen. 

Bishop  Reginald  Heber,  1812. 


352  7.6.7.6.  double,  with  refrain. 

AGAIN  the  morn  of  gladness, 
The  morn  of  light  is  here; 
The  earth  itself  looks  fairer, 

And  heaven  itself  more  near; 
The  bells,  like  angel  voices, 

Speak  peace  to  every  breast; 
And  all  the  land  lies  quiet 
To  keep  the  day  of  rest. 
Glory  be  to  Jesus, 

Let  all  His  children  say; 
He  rose  again,  He  rose  again 
On  this  glad  day. 

2  Again,  O  loving  Saviour, 
The  children  of  Thy  grace 
Prepare  themselves  to  seek  Thee 
Within  Thy  chosen  place. 

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Our  song  shall  rise  to  greet  Thee, 

If  Thou  our  hearts  wilt  raise; 
If  Thou  our  lips  wilt  open, 

Our  mouth  shall  show  Thy  praise. 
Glory,  etc. 

The  shining  choir  of  angels 

That  rest  not  day  or  night, 
The  crowned  and  palm-decked  martyrs, 

The  saints  arrayed  in  white, 
The  happy  lambs  of  Jesus 

In  pastures  fair  above  — 
These  all  adore  and  praise  Him, 

Whom  we  too  praise  and  love. 
Glory,  etc. 

The  Church  on  earth  rejoices 

To  join  with  these  to-day; 
In  every  tongue  and  nation 

She  calls  her  sons  to  pray; 
Across  the  northern  snow-fields, 

Beneath  the  Indian  palms, 
She  makes  the  same  pure  offering, 

And  sings  the  same  sweet  psalms. 
Glory,  etc. 

Tell  out,  sweet  bells,  His  praises ! 

Sing,  children,  sing  His  Name! 
Still  louder  and  still  farther 

His  mighty  deeds  proclaim, 
Till  all  whom  He  redeemed 

Shall  own  Him  Lord  and  King, 
Till  every  knee  shall  worship, 

And  every  tongue  shall  sing, 
Glory  be  to  Jesus, 
Let  all  creation  say,  etc.     Amen. 

Rev.  John  Ellerton,  1874. 


CATECHISM 

353  6.6.6.6.4.4.4.4. 

ABOVE  the  clear  blue  sky, 
In  heaven's  bright  abode. 
The  angel  host  on  high 
Sing  praises  to  their  Gocl : 
Alleluia ! 
They  love  to  sing 
To  God  their  King 
Alleluia ! 

2  But  God  from  children's  tongues 

On  earth  receiveth  praise; 
We  then  our  cheerful  songs 
In  sweet  accord  will  raise: 
Alleluia ! 
We  too  will  sing 
To  God  our  King 
Alleluia ! 

3  0  blessed  Lord,  Thy  truth 

To  all  Thy  flock  impart, 

And  teach  us  in  our  youth 

To  know  Thee  as  Thou  art. 

Alleluia ! 

Then  shall  we  sing 

To  God  our  King 

Alleluia ! 

4  0  may  Thy  holy  word 

Spread  all  the  world  around ! 
And  all  with  one  accord 
Uplift  the  joyful  sound : 
Alleluia! 
All  then  shall  sing 
To  God  their  King 
Alleluia!     Amen. 

Re:.  John  Chandler,  1841. 

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354  7.7.7.7. 

SAVIOUR,  teach  me,  day  by  day, 
Love's  sweet  lesson  to  obey; 
Sweeter  lesson  cannot  be, 
Loving  Him  who  first  loved  me. 

2  With  a  childlike  heart  of  love, 
At  Thy  bidding  may  I  move; 
Prompt  to  serve  and  follow  Thee, 
Loving  Him  Who  first  loved  me. 

3  Teach  me  all  Thy  steps  to  trace, 
Strong  to  follow  in  Thy  grace ; 
Learning  how  to  love  from  Thee; 
Loving  Him  Who  first  loved  me. 

4  Love  in  loving  finds  employ, 
In  obedience  all  her  joy; 
Ever  new  that  joy  will  be, 
Loving  Him  Who  first  loved  me. 

5  Thus  may  I  rejoice  to  show 
That  I  feel  the  love  I  owe; 
Singing,  till  Thy  face  I  see, 

Of  His  love  Who  first  loved  me.     Amen. 

Jane  E.  Leeson,  1842. 


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355  8.7.8.7.4.7. 

[AVIOUR,  like  a  shepherd  lead  us, 
Much  we  need  Thy  tender  care; 
In  Thy  pleasant  pastures  feed  us ; 
For  our  use  Thy  folds  prepare: 

Blessed  Jesus! 
Thou  hast  bought  us,  Thine  we  are. 

316 


CATECHISM 

Thou  hast  promised  to  receive  us, 

Poor  and  sinful  though  we  be; 
Thou  hast  mercy  to  relieve  us, 

Grace  to  cleanse,  and  power  to  free: 
Blessed  Jesus! 

Let  us  early  turn  to  Thee. 

Early  let  us  seek  Thy  favour, 

Early  let  us  learn  Thy  will; 
Do  Thou,  Lord,  our  only  Saviour, 

With  Thy  love  our  bosoms  fill: 
Blessed  Jesus! 

Thou  hast  loved  us:  love  us  still.     Amen. 

Anon.,  1836. 


356  5.6.8.5.5.8. 

FAIREST  Lord  Jesus, 
Ruler  of  all  nature, 
O  Thou  of  God  and  man  the  Son; 

Thee  will  I  cherish,  Thee  will  I  honour, 
Thou,  my  soul's  glory,  joy,  and  crown. 

2  Fair  are  the  meadows, 
Fairer  still  the  woodlands, 

Robed  in  the  blooming  garb  of  spring: 

Jesus  is  fairer,  Jesus  is  purer, 
Who  makes  the  woeful  heart  to  sing. 

3  Fair  is  the  sunshine, 
Fairer  still  the  moonlight, 

And  all  the  twinkling,  starry  host : 

Jesus  shines  brighter,  Jesus  shines  purer, 
Than  all  the  angels  heaven  can  boast. 

Anon.;  17th  cent.  German;  Tr.  unknown,  pub.  by  Richard  Storrs  Willis,  1850. 

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357  6.5.6.5. 

^AITHFUL  Shepherd,  feed  me 
In  the  pastures  green; 
Faithful  Shepherd,  lead  me 
Where  Thy  steps  are  seen. 


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2  Hold  me  fast  and  guide  me 

In  the  narrow  way; 
So,  with  Thee  beside  me, 
I  shall  never  stray. 

3  Daily  bring  me  nearer 

To  the  heavenly  shore; 

May  my  faith  grow  clearer, 

May  I  love  Thee  more. 

4  Hallow  every  pleasure, 

Every  gift  and  pain : 
Be  Thyself  my  treasure, 
Though  none  else  I  gain. 

5  Give  me  joy  or  sadness, 

This  be  all  my  care, 
That  eternal  gladness 
I  with  Thee  may  share. 

6  Day  by  day  prepare  me, 

As  Thou  seest  best, 
Then  let  angels  bear  me 

To  Thy  promised  rest.     Amen. 

Rev.  Thomas  B.  Pollock,  1868. 

358  7.6.7.6.  with  refrain. 

ALL  things  bright  and  beautiful, 
All  creatures  great  and  small, 
All  things  wise  and  wonderful  - 
The  Lord  God  made  them  all. 

318 


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2  Each  little  flower  that  opens, 

Each  little  bird  that  sings  — 
He  made  their  glowing  colours, 
He  made  their  tiny  wings. 
All  things  bright,  etc. 

3  The  purple-headed  mountain, 

The  river  running  by, 
The  sunset,  and  the  morning 
That  brightens  up  the  sky, 
All  things  bright,  etc. 

4  The  cold  wind  in  the  winter, 

The  pleasant  summer  sun. 
The  ripe  fruits  in  the  garden  — ■ 
He  made  them  every  one. 
All  things  bright,  etc. 

5  The  tall  trees  in  the  greenwood, 

The  meadows  where  we  play, 
The  rushes  by  the  water, 
We  gather  every  day, 

All  things  bright,  etc. 

6  He  gave  us  eyes  to  see  them, 

And  lips  that  we  might  tell 
How  great  is  God  Almighty, 
Who  has  made  all  things  well. 
All  things  bright,  etc. 

Mrs.  Cecil  Frances  Alexander,  1848. 
359  6.6.6.6.8.8. 

USHED  was  the  evening  hymn, 


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The  temple  courts  were  dark, 
The  lamp  was  burning  dim 

Before  the  sacred  ark, 
When  suddenly  a  voice  divine 
Rang  through  the  silence  of  the  shrine 


319 


CATECHISM 

The  old  man,  meek  and  mild, 

The  priest  of  Israel,  slept; 
His  watch  the  temple-child, 

The  little  Levite,  kept; 
And  what  from  Eli's  sense  was  sealed, 
The  Lord  to  Hannah's  son  revealed. 

0  give  me  Samuel's  ear, 

The  open  ear,  O  Lord, 
Alive  and  quick  to  hear 

Each  whisper  of  Thy  word ! 
Like  him  to  answer  at  Thy  call, 
And  to  obey  Thee  first  of  all. 

0  give  me  Samuel's  heart, 

A  lowly  heart,  that  waits 
Where  in  Thy  house  Thou  art, 

Or  watches  at  Thy  gates! 
By  day  and  night,  a  heart  that  still 
Moves  at  the  breathing  of  Thy  will. 

O  give  me  Samuel's  mind, 

A  sweet,  unmurmuring  faith, 
Obedient  and  resigned 

To  Thee  in  life  and  death! 
That  I  may  read  with  childlike  eyes 
Truths  that  are  hidden  from  the  wise.     Amen. 

Rev.  James  D.  Burns,  1857. 


J' 


360  6.5.6.5. 

"ESUS,  gentlest  Saviour, 
God  of  might  and  power, 
Thou  Thyself  art  dwelling 
With  us  at  this  hour. 

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2  Nature  cannot  hold  Thee, 

Heaven  is  all  too  strait 
For  Thine  endless  glory 
And  Thy  royal  state. 

3  Out  beyond  the  shining 

Of  the  farthest  star, 
Thou  art  ever  stretching 
Infinitely  far. 

4  Yet  the  hearts  of  children 

Hold  what  worlds  cannot, 
And  the  God  of  wonders 
Loves  the  lowly  spot. 

5  Jesus,  gentlest  Saviour, 

Thou  art  with  us  now; 
Fill  us  with  Thy  goodness 
Till  our  hearts  o'erflow. 

6  Multiply  our  graces; 

Give  us  love  and  fear, 
And,  dear  Lord,  the  chiefest, 
Grace  to  persevere! 

7  0  how  can  we  thank  Thee 

For  a  gift  like  this, 
Gift  that  truly  maketh 
Heaven's  eternal  bliss?     Amen. 

Rev.  Frederick  William  Faber,  1854,  alt. 


J 


361  6.5.6.5. 

"ESUS,  meek  and  gentle, 
Son  of  God  most  high, 
Pitying,  loving  Saviour, 
Hear  Thy  children's  cry. 

321 


CATECHISM 

2  Pardon  our  offenses, 

Loose  our  captive  chains, 
Break  down  every  idol 
Which  our  soul  detains. 

3  Give  us  holy  freedom, 

Fill  our  hearts  with  love; 
Draw  us,  holy  Jesus, 
To  the  realms  above. 

4  Lead  us  on  our  journey, 

Be  Thyself  the  way 
Through  terrestrial  darkness 
To  celestial  day. 

5  Jesus,  meek  and  gentle, 

Son  of  God  most  high, 
Pitying,  loving  Saviour, 

Hear  Thy  children's  cry.     Amen. 

Rev.  George  R.  Prynne,  1856. 


W 


362  d.c.m. 

'HEN  Jesus  left  His  Father's  throne, 
He  chose  an  humble  birth; 
Like  us,  unhonoured  and  unknown, 

He  came  to  dwell  on  earth. 
Like  Him  may  we  be  found  below, 

In  wisdom's  path  of  peace; 
Like  Him  in  grace  and  knowledge  grow, 
As  years  and  strength  increase. 

Sweet  were  His  words  and  kind  His  look, 
When  mothers  round  Him  pressed ; 

Their  infants  in  His  arms  He  took, 
And  on  His  bosom  blessed. 

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Safe  from  the  world's  alluring  harms, 
Beneath  His  watchful  eye. 

Thus  in  the  circle  of  His  arms 
May  we  forever  lie. 


When  Jesus  into  Salem  rode, 

The  children  sang  around; 
For  joy  they  plucked  the  palms  and  strowed 

Their  garments  on  the  ground. 
Hosanna  our  glad  voices  raise, 

Hosanna  to  our  King! 
Should  we  forget  our  Saviour's  praise, 

The  stones  themselves  would  sing. 

James  Montgomery,  1S16. 


363  7.6.7.6.  double. 

THERE  'S  a  friend  for  little  children 
Above  the  bright  blue  sky, 
A  friend  Who  never  changes, 
Whose  love  will  never  die; 
Our  earthly  friends  may  fail  us, 

And  change  with  changing  years, 
This  friend  is  always  worthy 
Of  that  dear  Name  He  bears. 


There 's  a  rest  for  little  children 

Above  the  bright  blue  sky, 
Who  love  the  blessed  Saviour, 

And  to  the  Father  cry; 
A  rest  from  every  turmoil, 

From  sin  and  sorrow7  free, 
Where  every  little  pilgrim 

Shall  rest  eternally. 

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3  There  -s  a  home  for  little  children 

Above  the  bright  blue  sky, 
Where  Jesus  reigns  in  glory, 

A  home  of  peace  and  joy; 
No  home  on  earth  is  like  it, 

Nor  can  with  it  compare; 
For  every  one  is  happy, 

Nor  could  be  happier  there. 

4  There 's  a  song  for  little  children 

Above  the  bright  blue  sky, 
A  song  that  will  not  weary, 

Though  sung  continually; 
A  song  which  even  angels 

Can  never,  never  sing; 
They  know  not  Christ  as  Saviour, 

But  worship  Him  as  King. 

5  There  's  a  crown  for  little  children 

Above  the  bright  blue  sky, 
And  all  who  look  for  Jesus 

Shall  wear  it  by  and  by; 
All,  all  above  is  treasured, 

And  found  in  Christ  alone: 
Lord,  grant  Thy  little  children 

To  know  Thee  as  their  own.     Amen. 

Rev.  Albert  Midlane,  185Q. 


364  8.7.8.7. 

ESUS,  tender  Shepherd,  hear  me; 


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Bless  Thy  little  lamb  to-night: 
Through  the  darkness  be  Thou  near  me, 
'  Keep  me  safe  till  morning  light. 


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2  All  this  day  Thy  hand  has  led  me, 

And  I  thank  Thee  for  Thy  care; 
Thou  hast  warmed  me,  clothed  and  fed  me; 
Listen  to  my  evening  prayer ! 

3  Let  my  sins  be  all  forgiven; 

Bless  the  friends  I  love  so  well: 
Take  us  all  at  last  to  heaven, 
Happy  there  with  Thee  to  dwell. 

Mrs.  Mary  Duncan,  1839. 


365  6.5.6.5. 

'OW  the  day  is  over, 
Night  is  drawing  nigh; 
Shadows  of  the  evening 
Steal  across  the  sky; 


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2  Jesus,  give  the  weary 

Calm  and  sweet  repose; 
With  Thy  tenderest  blessing 
May  our  eyelids  close. 

3  Grant  to  little  children 

Visions  bright  of  Thee; 
Guard  the  sailors  tossing 
On  the  deep,  blue  sea. 

4  Comfort  every  sufferer 

Watching  late  in  pain; 
Those  who  plan  some  evil 
From  their  sins  restrain. 

5  Through  the  long  night  watches, 

May  Thine  angels  spread 

Their  white  wings  above  me, 

Watching  round  my  bed. 

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When  the  morning  wakens, 

Then  may  I  arise 
Pure,  and  fresh,  and  sinless 

In  Thy  holy  eyes.     Amen. 

Rev.  Sabine  Baring-Gould,  1865. 


Also  the  following 

53  Hosanna  to  the  living  Lord 
59  Lord,  Thy  Word  abideth    * 

78  O  little  town  of  Bethlehem' 

79  It  came  upon  the  midnight  clear 
87  O  Lord,  the  Holy  Innocents 

89  Jesus,  Name  of  wondrous  love 

95  Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morning 
127  Christian,  seek  not  yet  repose 
146  In  the  hour  of  trial 
159  There  is  a  green  hill  far  away 
187  Our  blest  Redeemer,  ere  He  breathed 
203  Come  to  our  poor  nature's  night 
205  Holy,  Holy,  Holy,  Lord  God  Almighty 
211  My  faith  looks  up  to  Thee 
235  O  Love  that  casts  out  fear 
243  Saviour,  source  of  every  blessing 
256  Songs  of  praise  the  angels  sang 
267  Jesus  calls  us;  o'er  the  tumult 
277  Blest  are  the  pure  in  heart 
282  On  Jordan's  bank  the  Baptist's  cry 
289  Around  the  throne  of  God  a  band 
295  For  all  Thy  saints,  who  from  their  labours  rest 

See  also  Baptism,  Confirmation,  Missions,  Brotherhood 
and  Service,  Processionals,  and  Carols 


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SCHOOL   LIFE 


366  cm. 

OTHOU  Whose  feet  have  climbed  life's  hill, 
And  trod  the  path  of  youth, 
Our  Saviour  and  our  Brother  still, 
Now  lead  us  into  truth. 

2  The  call  is  Thine:  be  Thou  the  Way, 

And  give  us  men,  to  guide; 
Let  wisdom  broaden  with  the  day, 
Let  human  faith  abide. 

3  Who  learn  of  Thee,  the  truth  shall  find; 

Who  follow,  gain  the  goal: 
WTith  reverence  crown  the  earnest  mind, 
And  speak  within  the  soul. 

4  Awake  the  purpose  high  which  strives, 

And,  falling,  stands  again; 
Confirm  the  will  of  eager  lives 
To  quit  themselves  like  men: 

5  Thy  life  the  bond  of  fellowship, 

Thy  love  the  law  that  rules; 
Thy  Name,  proclaimed  by  every  lip, 
The  Master  of  our  schools.     Amen. 

Rev.  Louis  F.  Benson,  18Q4. 


367  l.m. 

E  build  our  school  on  Thee,  0  Lord, 
To  Thee  we  bring  our  common  need ; 
The  loving  heart,  the  helpful  word. 
The  tender  thought,  the  kindly  deed. 


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327 


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2  We  work  together  in  Thy  sight, 

We  live  together  in  Thy  love; 
Guide  Thou  our  faltering  steps  aright, 
And  lift  our  thought  to  heaven  above. 

3  Hold  Thou  each  hand  to  keep  it  just, 

Touch  Thou  our  lips  and  make  them  pure; 
If  Thou  art  with  us,  Lord,  we  must 
Be  faithful  friends  and  comrades  sure. 

4  We  change,  but  Thou  art  still  the  same, 

The  same  good  Master,  Teacher,  Friend; 
We  change,  but,  Lord,  we  bear  Thy  Name, 
To  journey  with  it  to  the  end.     Amen. 

Sebastian  William  Meyer,  igo8. 

368  l.m. 

{Land  of  our  birth,  we  pledge  to  thee 
Our  love  and  toil  in  the  years  to  be, 
When  we  are  grown  and  take  our  place 
As  men  and  women  with  our  race.) 

FATHER  in  heaven,  Who  lovest  all, 
O  help  Thy  children  when  they  call; 
That  they  may  build  from  age  to  age 
An  undefiled  heritage. 

2  Teach  us  to  bear  the  yoke  in  youth, 
With  steadfastness  and  careful  truth; 
That,  in  our  time,  Thy  grace  may  give 
The  truth  whereby  the  nations  live. 

3  Teach  us  to  rule  ourselves  alway, 
Controlled  and  cleanly  night  and  day; 
That  we  may  bring,  if  need  arise, 

No  maimed  or  worthless  sacrifice. 

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4  Teach  us  to  look  in  all  our  ends 

On  Thee  for  Judge  and  not  our  friends; 
That  we,  with  Thee,  may  walk  uncowed 
By  fear  or  favour  of  the  crowd. 

5  Teach  us  the  strength  that  cannot  seek, 
By  deed  or  thought,  to  hurt  the  weak; 
That,  under  Thee,  we  may  possess 
Man's  strength  to  comfort  man's  distress. 

6  Teach  us  delight  in  simple  things, 
And  mirth  that  has  no  bitter  springs; 
Forgiveness  free  of  evil  done, 

And  love  to  all  men  'neath  the  sun.    Amen. 

{Land  of  our  birth,  our  faith,  our  pride, 

For  whose  dear  sake  our  fathers  died; 

O  Motherland,  we  pledge  to  thee 

Head,  heart,  and  hand  through  the  years  to  be.) 

Rudyard  Kipling,  iqo6. 


Uttanp  for  CJnlbren 

369  7.7.7.6. 

JESUS,  from  Thy  throne  on  high, 
Far  above  the  bright  blue  sky, 
Look  on  us  with  loving  eye: 
Hear  us,  Holy  Jesus. 

2  Little  children  need  not  fear, 
When  they  know  that  Thou  art  near: 
Thou  dost  love  us,  Saviour  dear: 
Hear  us,  Holy  Jesus. 

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3  Little  hearts  may  love  Thee  well, 
Little  lips  Thy  love  may  tell, 
Little  hymns  Thy  praises  swell: 

Hear  us,  Holy  Jesus. 

4  Little  lives  may  be  divine, 
Little  deeds  of  love  may  shine, 
Little  ones  be  wholly  Thine : 

Hear  us,  Holy  Jesus. 

5  Jesus,  once  an  infant  small, 
Cradled  in  the  oxen's  stall, 
Though  the  God  and  Lord  of  all: 

Hear  us,  Holy  Jesus. 

6  Once  a  child  so  good  and  fair, 
Feeling  want,  and  toil,  and  care, 
All  that  we  may  have  to  bear : 

Hear  us,  Holy  Jesus. 

7  Jesus,  Thou  dost  love  us  still, 
And  it  is  Thy  holy  will 

That  we  should  be  safe  from  ill: 
Hear  us.  Holy  Jesus. 

8  Be  Thou  with  us  every  day, 
Tn  our  work  and  in  our  play, 
When  we  learn  and  when  we  pray 

Hear  us,  Holy  Jesus. 

9  When  we  lie  asleep  at  night, 
Ever  may  Thy  angels  bright 
Keep  us  safe  till  morning  light: 

Hear  us,  Holy  Jesus. 

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10  Make  us  brave  without  a  fear, 
Make  us  happy,  full  of  cheer, 
Sure  that  Thou  art  always  near: 

Hear  us,  Holy  Jesus. 

1 1  May  we  prize  our  Christian  name, 
May  we  guard  it  free  from  blame, 
Fearing  all  that  causes  shame: 

Hear  us,  Holy  Jesus. 

12  May  we  grow  from  day  to  day, 
Glad  to  learn  each  holy  way, 
Ever  ready  to  obey: 

Hear  us,  Holy  Jesus. 

13  May  we  ever  try  to  be 
From  all  sinful  tempers  free, 
Pure  and  gentle,  Lord,  like  Thee: 

Hear  us,  Holy  Jesus. 

14  May  our  thoughts  be  undefiled, 
May  our  words  be  true  and  mild, 
Make  us  each  a  holy  child : 

Hear  us,  Holy  Jesus. 

15  Jesus,  Son  of  God  most  high, 
Who  didst  in  a  manger  lie, 
Who  upon  the  cross  didst  die : 

Hear  us,  Holy  Jesus. 

16  Jesus,  from  Thy  heavenly  throne, 
Watching  o'er  each  little  one. 
Till  our  life  on  earth  is  done: 

Hear  us,  Holy  Jesus. 

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17  Jesus,  Whom  we  hope  to  see 
Calling  us  in  heaven  to  be 
Happy  evermore  with  Thee: 

Hear  us,  Holy  Jesus.     Amen. 

Rev.  Thomas  B.  Pollock,  1871. 


Confirmation 

370  s.m. 

THE  cross  is  on  our  brow, 
Redemption's  awful  sign: 
Come  Thou,  O  Holy  Spirit,  now, 
To  seal  the  work  divine. 

2  Thy  sevenfold  gifts  impart, 

O  Comforter  most  sweet : 
Inflame  with  zeal  each  lukewarm  heart, 
And  guide  the  trembling  feet. 

3  With  Pentecostal  force 

Thy  presence  let  us  feel : 
With  strength,  Who  art  Thyself  its  source, 
Inspire  us  as  we  kneel. 

4  Confirm  in  us  to-day 

The  work  that  Thou  hast  wrought: 
Illume  the  souls  with  love's  pure  ray 
Which  Jesus'  blood  hath  bought. 

5  No  earth-forged  arms  we  bear: 

Strength,  weapons,  all  are  Thine: 
Accept  each  vow  and  hear  each  prayer, 
Blest  Trinity  divine.     Amen. 

William  C.  Dix,  i86q. 
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371  7.7.7.7. 

THINE  forever!  God  of  love, 
Hear  us  from  Thy  throne  above; 
Thine  forever  may  we  be, 
Here  and  in  eternity. 

2  Thine  forever!  0  how  blest 
They  who  find  in  Thee  their  rest ! 
Saviour,  Guardian,  heavenly  Friend, 
O  defend  us  to  the  end ! 

3  Thine  forever!  Lord  of  life, 
Shield  us  through  our  earthly  strife: 
Thou  the  Life,  the  Truth,  the  Way, 
Guide  us  to  the  realms  of  day. 

4  Thine  forever!  Shepherd,  keep 
These  Thy  weak  and  trembling  sheep, 
Safe  alone  beneath  Thy  care, 

Let  them  all  Thy  goodness  share. 

5  Thine  forever!  Thou  our  Guide, 
All  our  wants  by  Thee  supplied; 
All  our  sins  by  Thee  forgiven, 

Lead  us,  Lord,  from  earth  to  heaven.  Amen. 

Mrs.  Mary  F.  Maude,  1847. 


H' 


372  7s.  six  lines. 

"OLY  Spirit,  Lord  of  love, 
Thou  Who  earnest  from  above, 
Gifts  of  blessing  to  bestow 
On  Thy  waiting  Church  below; 
Once  again  in  love  draw  near 
To  Thy  children  gathered  here. 

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2  From  their  bright  baptismal  day, 
Through  their  childhood's  onward  way, 
Thou  hast  been  their  constant  guide, 
Watching  ever  by  their  side; 

May  they  now  till  life  shall  end, 
Choose  and  know  Thee  as  their  friend. 

3  Give  them  light  Thy  truth  to  see, 
Give  them  life  to  live  for  Thee, 
Daily  power  to  conquer  sin, 
Patient  faith  the  crown  to  win ; 
Shield  them  from  temptation's  breath, 
Keep  them  faithful  unto  death. 

4  When  the  holy  vow  is  made, 
When  the  hands  are  on  them  laid, 
Come,  in  this  most  solemn  hour, 
With  Thy  sevenfold  gifts  of  power, 
Come,  Thou  blessed  Spirit,  come, 

Make  each  heart  Thy  happy  home.     Amen. 

Archbishop  William  D.  Maclagan,  1873 


373  cm. 

"Y  God,  accept  my  heart  this  day, 
And  make  it  always  Thine, 
That  I  from  Thee  no  more  may  stray, 
No  more  from  Thee  decline. 


M 


Before  the  cross  of  Him  Who  died, 

Behold,  I  prostrate  fall; 
Let  every  sin  be  crucified, 

And  Christ  be  all  in  all. 

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3  Anoint  me  with  Thy  heavenly  grace 

And  seal  me  for  Thine  own; 
That  I  may  see  Thy  glorious  face, 
And  worship  near  Thy  throne, 

4  Let  every  thought,  and  work,  and  word, 

To  Thee  be  ever  given; 
Then  life  shall  be  Thy  service,  Lord, 
And  death  the  gate  of  heaven !     Amen. 

Matthew  Bridges,  1848. 


374  7.7.7.7. 

"OLY  Spirit,  Truth  divine, 
Dawn  upon  this  soul  of  mine; 
Breath  of  God  and  inward  light, 
Wake  my  spirit,  clear  my  sight. 


H' 


2  Holy  Spirit,  Love  divine, 
Glow  within  this  heart  of  mine; 
Kindle  every  high  desire; 
Perish  self  in  Thy  pure  fire ! 

3  Holy  Spirit,  Power  divine, 

Fill  and  nerve  this  will  of  mine; 
By  Thee  may  I  strongly  live, 
Bravely  bear,  and  nobly  strive. 

4  Holy  Spirit,  Right  divine, 

King  within  my  conscience  reign; 
Be  my  law,  and  I  shall  be 
Firmly  bound,  forever  free. 

5  Holy  Spirit,  Peace  divine, 
Still  this  restless  heart  of  mine; 
Speak  to  calm  this  tossing  sea, 
Stayed  in  Thy  tranquillity. 

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Holy  Spirit,  Joy  divine, 

Gladden  Thou  this  heart  of  mine; 

In  the  desert  ways  I  sing, 

"  Spring,  O  Well,  forever  spring."     Amen. 

Rev.  Samuel  Longfellow,  1864,  all. 


375  l.m. 

COME,  Holy  Ghost,  Creator  blest, 
Vouchsafe  within  our  souls  to  rest; 
Come  with  Thy  grace  and  heavenly  aid, 
And  fill  the  hearts  which  Thou  hast  made. 


2  To  Thee,  the  Comforter,  we  cry; 
To  Thee,  the  gift  of  God  most  High; 
The  Fount  of  life,  the  fire  of  love, 
The  soul's  anointing  from  above. 

3  The  sacred,  sevenfold  grace  is  Thine, 
Dread  Finger  of  the  Hand  divine: 
The  promise  of  the  Father  Thou ! 

Who  dost  the  tongue  with  power  endow. 

4  Thy  light  to  every  sense  impart, 
And  shed  Thy  love  in  every  heart 
Thine  own  unfailing  might  supply; 
To  strengthen  our  infirmity. 

5  Drive  far  away  our  ghostly  foe, 
And  Thine  abiding  peace  bestow; 
If  Thou  be  our  preventing  guide, 
No  evil  can  our  steps  betide.     Amen. 

Latin;  Tr.  Rev.  Edward  Caswall  and  compilers  of  Hymns  Ancient 
and  Modern,  1861;  alt.,  from  Bishop  Richard  Mant,  1837. 

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376  7s.  six  lines. 

LORD,  Thy  children  guide  and  keep, 
As  with  feeble  steps  they  press 
On  the  pathway  rough  and  steep 
Through  the  weary  wilderness. 
Holy  Jesus,  day  by  day, 
Lead  us  in  the  narrow  way. 

2  There  are  stony  ways  to  tread ; 

Give  the  strength  we  sorely  lack. 
There  are  tangled  paths  to  thread ; 

Light  us,  lest  we  miss  the  track. 
Holy  Jesus,  day  by  day, 
Lead  us  in  the  narrow  way. 

3  There  are  sandy  wastes  that  lie 

Cold  and  sunless,  vast  and  drear, 
Where  the  feeble  faint  and  die; 

Grant  us  grace  to  persevere. 
Holy  Jesus,  day  by  day, 
Lead  us  in  the  narrow  way. 

4  There  are  soft  and  flowery  glades 

Decked  with  golden-fruited  trees, 
Sunny  slopes  and  scented  shades; 

Keep  us,  Lord,  from  slothful  ease. 
Holy  Jesus,  day  by  day, 
Lead  us  in  the  narrow  way. 

5  Upward  still  to  purer  heights ! 

Onward  yet  to  scenes  more  blest, 
Calmer  regions,  clearer  lights, 

Till  we  reach  the  promised  rest! 
Holy  Jesus,  day  by  day, 
Lead  us  in  the  narrow  way.     Amen. 

Bishop  W.  Walsham  Him,  1854. 
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u 


377  8s.  six  lines. 

ORD,  shall  Thy  children  come  to  Thee? 
A  boon  of  love  divine  we  seek : 
Brought  to  Thine  arms  in  infancy, 

Ere  heart  could  feel  or  tongue  could  speak, 
Thy  children  pray  for  grace,  that  they 
May  come  themselves  to  Thee  to-day. 

2  Lord,  shall  we  come,  and  come  again, 

Oft  as  we  see  Thy  table  spread, 
And  tokens  of  Thy  dying  pain, 

The  wine  poured  out,  the  broken  bread? 
Bless  Thou,  O  Lord,  Thy  children's  prayer, 
That  they  may  come  and  find  Thee  there. 

3  Lord,  shall  we  come  —  not  thus  alone 

At  holy  time  or  solemn  rite, 
But  every  hour  till  life  be  flown, 

Through  weal  or  woe,  in  gloom  or  light, 
Come  to  Thy  throne  of  grace,  that  we 
In  faith,  hope,  love,  confirmed  may  be? 

4  Lord,  shall  we  come,  come  yet  again? 

Thy  children  ask  one  blessing  more : 
To  come,  not  now  alone,  but  then  — 

When  life,  and  death,  and  time  are  o'er; 
Then,  then  to  come,  O  Lord,  and  be 
Confirmed  in  heaven,  confirmed  by  Thee.     Amen. 

Bishop  Samuel  Hind,  1834;  si.  3,  Rev.  Henry  J.  Buckoll,  1843. 

378  8.8.6.8.8.6. 

LORD,  in  Thy  presence  dread  and  sweet, 
Thine  own  dear  Spirit  we  entreat 
His  sevenfold  gifts  to  shed 
On  us  who  fall  before  Thee  now, 
Bearing  the  cross  upon  our  brow 
On  which  our  Master  bled. 

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2  Spirit  of  Wisdom !  turn  our  eyes 
From  earth  and  earthly  vanities, 

To  heavenly  truth  and  love. 
Spirit  of  Understanding  true ! 
Our  souls  with  holy  light  endue 

To  seek  the  things  above. 

3  Spirit  of  Counsel !  be  our  Guide ; 
Teach  us  by  earthly  struggles  tried 

Our  heavenly  crown  to  win. 
Spirit  of  Fortitude !  Thy  power 
Be  with  us  in  temptation's  hour, 

To  keep  us  free  from  sin. 

4  Spirit  of  Knowledge !  lead  our  feet 

In  Thine  own  paths  secure  and  sweet, 

By  angel  footsteps  trod ; 
Where  Thou  our  Guardian  true  shalt  be, 
Spirit  of  gentle  Piety ! 

To  keep  us  close  to  God. 

5  But  most  of  all,  be  ever  near, 
Spirit  of  God's  most  holy  Fear! 

In  our  hearts'  inmost  shrine: 
Our  souls  with  loving  reverence  fill, 
To  worship  His  most  holy  will, 

All  righteous  and  divine. 

6  So,  dearest  Lord,  through  peace  or  strife, 
Lead  us  to  everlasting  life, 

Where  only  rest  may  be. 
What  matter  where  our  lot  is  cast, 
If  only  it  may  end  at  last 

In  Paradise  with  Thee!     Amen. 

Anon.,  c.  1850. 
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j 


379  8.7.8.7.  double. 

'ESUS,  I  my  cross  have  taken, 
All  to  leave  and  follow  Thee; 
Destitute,  despised,  forsaken, 

Thou  from  hence  my  all  shalt  be : 
Perish  every  fond  ambition, 

All  I've  sought,  or  hoped,  or  known; 
Yet  how  rich  is  my  condition ! 

God  and  heaven  are  still  my  own! 

Man  may  trouble  and  distress  me, 

'T  will  but  drive  me  to  Thy  breast, 
Life  with  trials  hard  may  press  me, 

Heaven  will  bring  me  sweeter  rest. 
O  't  is  not  in  grief  to  harm  me, 

While  Thy  love  is  left  to  me : 
0  't  were  not  in  joy  to  charm  me, 

Were  that  joy  unmixed  with  Thee. 

Take,  my  soul,  thy  full  salvation; 

Rise  o'er  sin,  and  fear,  and  care; 
Joy  to  find  in  every  station 

Something  still  to  do  or  bear: 
Think  what  Spirit  dwells  within  thee; 

What  a  Father's  smile  is  thine; 
What  a  Saviour  died  to  win  thee: 

Child  of  heaven,  shouldst  thou  repine? 

Haste  then  on  from  grace  to  glory, 

Armed  by  faith,  and  winged  by  prayer, 
Heaven's  eternal  day's  before  thee, 

God's  own  hand  shall  guide  thee  there. 
Soon  shall  close  thy  earthly  mission, 

Swift  shall  pass  thy  pilgrim  days; 
Hope  soon  change  to  glad  fruition, 

Faith  to  sight,  and  prayer  to  praise. 

Rev.  Henry  F.  Lylc,  1824. 
340 


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o 


380  7.6.7.6.  double. 

JESUS,  I  have  promised 
To  serve  Thee  to  the  end: 
Be  Thou  forever  near  me, 

My  Master  and  my  Friend! 
I  shall  not  fear  the  battle, 
If  Thou  art  by  my  side, 
Nor  wander  from  the  pathway, 
If  Thou  wilt  be  my  guide. 

2  O  let  me  feel  Thee  near  me ! 
The  world  is  ever  near; 

I  see  the  sights  that  dazzle, 
The  tempting  sounds  I  hear; 

My  foes  are  ever  near  me, 
Around  me  and  within; 

But,  Jesus,  draw  Thou  nearer, 
And  shield  my  soul  from  sin. 

3  O  let  me  hear  Thee  speaking 
In  accents  clear  and  still, 

Above  the  storms  of  passion, 

The  murmurs  of  self-will! 
O  speak  to  reassure  me, 

To  hasten  or  control! 
0  speak,  and  make  me  listen, 

Thou  Guardian  of  my  soul ! 

4  O  Jesus,  Thou  hast  promised 
To  all  who  follow  Thee, 

That  where  Thou  art  in  glory 

There  shall  Thy  servant  be; 
And,  Jesus,  I  have  promised 

To  serve  Thee  to  the  end; 
0  give  me  grace  to  follow, 

My  Master  and  my  Friend! 

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O  let  me  see  Thy  footmarks, 

And  in  them  plant  my  own ! 
My  hope  to  follow  duly 

Is  in  Thy  strength  alone. 
O  guide  me,  call  me,  draw  me, 

Uphold  me  to  the  end! 
At  last  in  heaven  receive  me, 

My  Saviour  and  my  Friend !     Amen. 

Rev.  John  E.  Bode,  i86q. 


381  s.m. 

iREATHE  on  me,  Breath  of  God, 
Fill  me  with  life  anew, 
That  I  may  love  what  Thou  dost  love, 
And  do  what  Thou  wouldst  do. 


B' 


2  Breathe  on  me,  Breath  of  God, 

Until  my  heart  is  pure, 
Until  with  Thee  I  will  one  will, 
To  do  or  to  endure. 

3  Breathe  on  me,  Breath  of  God, 

Till  I  am  wholly  Thine, 
Till  all  this  earthly  part  of  me 
Glows  with  Thy  fire  divine. 

4  Breathe  on  me,  Breath  of  God, 

So  shall  I  never  die; 
But  live  with  Thee  the  perfect  life 
Of  Thine  eternity.     Amen. 

Rev.  Edwin  Hatch,  1878. 


Also  the  following 

211  My  faith  looks  up  to  Thee 
532  Go  forward,  Christian  soldier 


342 


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o 


2|olp  Jfflatrtmonp 

382  7.6.7.6.  double. 

FATHER,  all  creating, 
Whose  wisdom,  love,  and  power 
First  bound  two  lives  together 

In  Eden's  primal  hour, 
To-day  to  these  Thy  children 
Thine  earliest  gifts  renew  — 
A  home  by  Thee  made  happy, 
A  love  by  Thee  kept  true. 

2  O  Saviour,  Guest  most  bounteous 
Of  old  in  Galilee, 

Vouchsafe  to-day  Thy  presence 

With  these  who  call  on  Thee; 
Their  store  of  earthly  gladness 

Transform  to  heavenly  wine, 
And  teach  them,  in  the  tasting, 

To  know  the  gift,  is  Thine. 

3  0  Spirit  of  the  Father, 
Breathe  on  them  from  above, 

So  mighty  in  Thy  pureness, 

So  tender  in  Thy  love; 
That,  guarded  by  Thy  presence, 

From  sin  and  strife  kept  free, 
Their  lives  may  own  Thy  guidance, 

Their  hearts  be  ruled  by  Thee. 

4  Except  Thou  build  it,  Father, 
The  house  is  built  in  vain ; 

Except  Thou,  Saviour,  bless  it, 
The  joy  will  turn  to  pain; 

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But  naught  can  break  the  marriage 

Of  hearts  in  Thee  made  one, 
And  love  Thy  Spirit  hallows 

Is  endless  love  begun.    Amen. 

Rev.  John  Ellerton,  1876. 

383  7.6.7.6. 

THE  voice  that  breathed  o'er  Eden, 
That  earliest  wedding  day, 
The  primal  marriage  blessing, 
It  hath  not  passed  away. 

2  Still  in  the  pure  espousal 

Of  Christian  man  and  maid, 
The  holy  Three  are  with  us, 
The  threefold  grace  is  said. 

3  Be  present,  awful  Father, 

To  give  away  this  bride, 
As  Eve  thou  gav'st  to  Adam 
Out  of  his  own  pierced  side: 

4  Be  present,  Son  of  Mary, 

To  join  their  loving  hands, 
As  Thou  didst  bind  two  natures 
In  Thine  eternal  bands! 

5  Be  present,  holiest  Spirit, 

To  bless  them  as  they  kneel, 
As  Thou,  for  Christ  the  Bridegroom, 
The  heavenly  Spouse  dost  seal! 

6  O  spread  Thy  pure  wing  o'er  them, 

Let  no  ill  power  find  place, 
When  onward  to  Thine  altar 
Their  hallowed  path  they  trace, 

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To  cast  their  crowns  before  Thee 

In  perfect  sacrifice, 
Till  to  the  home  of  gladness 

With  Christ's  own  Bride  they  rise.     Amen. 

Rev.  John  Keble,  i8i 


384  11.10.11.10 

O  PERFECT  Love,  all  human  thought  transcending 
Lowly  we  kneel  in  prayer  before  Thy  throne, 
That  theirs  may  be  the  love  that  knows  no  ending, 
Whom  Thou  forevermore  dost  join  in  one. 

2  0  perfect  Life,  be  Thou  their  full  assurance 

Of  tender  charity  and  steadfast  faith, 
Of  patient  hope,  and  quiet,  brave  endurance, 

With  childlike  trust  that  fears  nor  pain  nor  death. 

3  Grant  them  the  joy  which  brightens  earthly  sorrow; 

Grant  them  the  peace  which  calms  all  earthly  strife, 
And  to  life's  day  the  glorious  unknown  morrow 
That  dawns  upon  eternal  love  and  life.     Amen. 

Mrs.  Dorothy  F.  Gurney,  1883. 


TrXteitatton 

385  8.4.8.4.8.4. 

MY  God,  I  thank  Thee,  Who  hast  made 
The  earth  so  bright; 
So  full  of  splendour  and  of  joy, 

Beauty  and  light; 
So  many  glorious  things  are  here, 
Noble  and  right. 

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2  I  thank  Thee  too  that  Thou  hast  made 

Joy  to  abound; 
So  many  gentle  thoughts  and  deeds 

Circling  us  round, 
That  in  the  darkest  spot  of  earth 

Some  love  is  found. 

3  I  thank  Thee  more  that  all  our  joy 

Is  touched  with  pain; 
That  shadows  fall  on  brightest  hours; 

That  thorns  remain; 
So  that  earth's  bliss  may  be  our  guide, 

And  not  our  chain. 

4  For  Thou  Who  knowest,  Lord,  how  soon 

Our  weak  heart  clings, 
Hast  given  us  joys,  tender  and  true, 

Yet  all  with  wings; 
So  that  we  see,  gleaming  on  high, 

Diviner  things. 

5  I  thank  Thee,  Lord,  that  Thou  hast  kept 

The  best  in  store; 
We  have  enough,  yet  not  too  much 

To  long  for  more : 
A  yearning  for  a  deeper  peace, 

Not  known  before. 

6  I  thank  Thee,  Lord,  that  here  our  souls, 

Though  amply  blest, 
Can  never  find,  although  they  seek, 

A  perfect  rest; 
Nor  ever  shall,  until  they  lean 

On  Jesus'  breast.     Amen. 

Adelaide  A.  Proctor,  1858, 
346 


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386  10.4.10.4. 

I  DO  not  ask,  O  Lord,  that  life  may  be 
A  pleasant  road; 
I  do  not  ask  that  Thou  wouldst  take  from  me 
Aught  of  its  load. 


2  I  do  not  ask  that  flowers  should  always  spring 
Beneath  my  feet; 
I  know  too  well  the  poison  and  the  sting 
Of  things  too  sweet. 


3  For  one  thing  only,  Lord,  dear  Lord,  I  plead: 
Lead  me  aright, 
Though  strength  should  falter  and  though  heart 
should  bleed 
Through  peace  to  light. 


4  I  do  not  ask,  O  Lord,  that  Thou  shouldst  shed 
Full  radiance  here; 
Give  but  a  ray  of  peace,  that  I  may  tread 
Without  a  fear. 


5  I  do  not  ask  my  cross  to  understand, 
My  way  to  see; 
Better  in  darkness  just  to  feel  Thy  hand, 
And  follow  Thee. 


6  Joy  is  like  restless  day;  but  peace  divine 
Like  quiet  night. 
Lead  me,  O  Lord,  till  perfect  day  shall  shine, 
Through  peace  to  light.     Amen. 

Adelaide  A.  Proctor,  1862. 
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387  8.5.8.3. 

ART  thou  weary,  art  thou  languid, 
Art  thou  sore  distrest? 
"Come  to  Me,"  saith  One,  "and  coming, 
Be  at  rest." 

2  Hath  He  marks  to  lead  me  to  Him, 
If  He  be  my  guide? 
"In  His  feet  and  hands  are  wound-prints, 
And  His  side." 


3  Is  there  diadem,  as  monarch, 

That  His  brow  adorns? 
"Yea,  a  crown,  in  very  surety, 
But  of  thorns." 

4  If  I  find  Him,  if  I  follow, 

What  His  guerdon  here? 
"Many  a  sorrow,  many  a  labour, 
Many  a  tear." 

5  If  I  still  hold  closely  to  Him, 

What  hath  He  at  last? 
"Sorrow  vanquished,  labour  ended, 
Jordan  past." 

6  If  I  ask  Him  to  receive  me, 

Will  He  say  me  nay? 
"Not  till  earth,  and  not  till  heaven 
Pass  away." 

7  Finding,  following,  keeping,  struggling, 

Is  He  sure  to  bless? 
Saints,  apostles,  prophets,  martyrs, 
Answer,  "Yes." 

Rev.  John  M.  Neale,  1862. 
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VISITATION 

388  7.6.7.6. 

COME  unto  Me,  ye  weary, 
And  I  will  give  you  rest." 
O  blessed  voice  of  Jesus, 

Which  comes  to  hearts  opprest! 
It  tells  of  benediction, 

Of  pardon,  grace,  and  peace, 
Of  joy  that  hath  no  ending, 
Of  love  that  cannot  cease. 

2  "Come  unto  Me,  ye  wanderers, 

And  I  will  give  you  light." 
O  loving  voice  of  Jesus, 

Which  comes  to  cheer  the  night! 
Our  hearts  were  filled  with  sadness, 

And  we  had  lost  our  way, 
But  He  has  brought  us  gladness, 

And  songs  at  break  of  day. 

3  "Come  unto  Me,  ye  fainting, 

And  I  will  give  you  life." 
0  cheering  voice  of  Jesus, 

Which  comes  to  aid  our  strife! 
The  foe  is  stern  and  eager, 

The  fight  is  fierce  and  long; 
But  Thou  hast  made  us  mighty, 

And  stronger  than  the  strong. 

4  "And  whosoever  cometh, 

I  will  not  cast  him  out." 
O  welcome  voice  of  Jesus, 

Which  drives  away  our  doubt! 
Which  calls  us,  very  sinners, 

Unworthy  though  we  be 
Of  love  so  free  and  boundless, 

To  come,  O  Lord,  to  Thee.     .Amen. 

William  C.  Dix,  1867. 
349 


VISITATION 


389  11.10.11.10. 

COME,  ye  disconsolate,  where'er  ye  languish; 
Come  to  the  mercy-seat,  fervently  kneel : 
Here  bring  your  wounded  hearts,  here  tell  your  anguish; 
Earth  has  no  sorrow  that  heaven  cannot  heal. 


2  Joy  of  the  desolate,  light  of  the  straying, 
Hope  of  the  penitent,  fadeless  and  pure, 
Here  speaks  the  Comforter,  tenderly  saying, 

" Earth  has  no  sorrow  that  heaven  cannot  cure." 


Here  see  the  Bread  of  Life;  see  waters  flowing 
Forth  from  the  throne  of  God,  pure  from  above; 

Come  to  the  feast  of  love;  come,  ever  knowing 
Earth  has  no  sorrow  but  heaven  can  remove. 

Thomas  Moore,  1816;  st.  j,  Thomas  Hastings,  1831. 


390  7.7.7.7. 

"ARK,  my  soul!  it  is  the  Lord. 
'T  is  thy  Saviour,  hear  His  word; 
Jesus  speaks,  and  speaks  to  thee, 
"Say,  poor  sinner,  lovest  thou  Me? 


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2  "I  delivered  thee  when  bound, 

And,  when  bleeding,  healed  thy  wound; 
Sought  thee  wandering,  set  thee  right, 
Turned  thy  darkness  into  light. 

3  "Can  a  woman's  tender  care 
Cease  toward  the  child  she  bare? 
Yes,  she  may  forgetful  be, 

Yet  will  I  remember  thee. 


350 


VISITATION 

4  "Mine  is  an  unchanging  love, 
Higher  than  the  heights  above, 
Deeper  than  the  depths  beneath, 
Free  and  faithful,  strong  as  death. 

5  "Thou  shalt  see  My  glory  soon, 
When  the  work  of  grace  is  done; 
Partner  of  My  throne  shalt  be: 
Say,  poor  sinner,  lovest  thou  Me?" 

6  Lord,  it  is  my  chief  complaint 
That  my  love  is  weak  and  faint; 
Yet  I  love  Thee  and  adore; 

O  for  grace  to  love  Thee  more!     Amen. 

William  Cowper,  1768. 


391  8.8.84. 

"ESUS,  my  Saviour,  look  on  me, 
For  I  am  weary  and  opprest; 
I  come  to  cast  myself  on  Thee : 
Thou  art  my  Rest. 


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2  Look  down  on  me,  for  I  am  weak; 

I  feel  the  toilsome  journey's  length: 
Thine  aid  omnipotent  I  seek : 
Thou  art  my  Strength. 

3  I  am  bewildered  on  my  way, 

Dark  and  tempestuous  is  the  night; 
O  send  Thou  forth  some  cheering  ray! 
Thou  art  my  Light. 

4  When  Satan  flings  his  fiery  darts, 

I  look  to  Thee;  my  terrors  cease; 
Thy  cross  a  hiding-place  imparts : 
Thou  art  my  Peace. 

351 


VISITATION 

5  Standing  alone  on  Jordan's  brink, 

In  that  tremendous,  latest  strife, 
Thou  wilt  not  suffer  me  to  sink: 
Thou  art  my  Life. 

6  Thou  wilt  my  every  want  supply, 

E'en  to  the  end,  whate'er  befall; 
Through  life,  in  death,  eternally, 
Thou  art  my  All.     Amen. 

Charlotte  Elliott,  1869. 


392  8.8.8.4. 

Y  God,  my  Father,  while  I  stray 
Far  from  my  home  in  life's  rough  way, 
O  teach  me  from  my  heart  to  say, 
"Thy  will  be  done!" 


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2  Though  dark  my  path,  and  sad  my  lot, 
Let  me  be  still  and  murmur  not, 

Or  breathe  the  prayer  divinely  taught, 
"Thy  will  be  done!" 

3  What  though  in  lonely  grief  I  sigh 
For  friends  beloved,  no  longer  nigh, 
Submissive  still  would  I  reply, 

"Thy  will  be  done!" 

4  If  Thou  should 'st  call  me  to  resign 
What  most  I  prize,  it  ne'er  was  mine: 
I  only  yield  Thee  what  is  Thine; 

"Thy  will  be  done!" 

5  Let  but  my  fainting  heart  be  blest 
With  Thy  good  Spirit  for  its  guest, 
My  God,  to  Thee  I  leave  the  rest; 

"Thv  will  be  done!" 


352 


VISITATION 

6  Renew  my  will  from  day  to  day, 
Blend  it  with  Thine,  and  take  away 
All  that  now  makes  it  hard  to  say, 

"Thy  will  be  done!" 

7  Then,  when  on  earth  I  breathe  no  more 
The  prayer  oft  mixed  with  tears  before, 
I'll  sing  upon  a  happier  shore, 

"Thy  will  be  done!"     Amen. 

Charlotte  Elliott,  1834. 


393  cm 

ORD,  it  belongs  not  to  my  care 
Whether  I  die  or  live; 
To  love  and  serve  Thee  is  my  share, 
And  this  Thy  grace  must  give. 


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2  If  life  be  long,  O  make  me  glad 

The  longer  to  obey; 
If  short,  no  labourer  is  sad 
To  end  his  toilsome  day. 

3  Christ  leads  me  through  no  darker  rooms 

Than  He  went  through  before ; 
And  he  that  to  God's  kingdom  comes 
Must  enter  by  this  door. 

4  Come,  Lord,  when  grace  hath  made  me  meet 

Thy  blessed  face  to  see: 
For  if  Thy  work  on  earth  be  sweet, 
What  will  Thy  glory  be? 

5  Then  I  shall  end  my  sad  complaints 

And  weary,  sinful  days, 
And  join  with  the  triumphant  saints 
That  sing  my  Saviour's  praise. 

353 


VISITATION 

My  knowledge  of  that  life  is  small, 

The  eye  of  faith  is  dim ; 
But  't  is  enough  that  Christ  knows  all, 

And  I  shall  be  with  Him.     Amen. 

Rev.  Richard  Baxter,  1681,  cento. 


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394  s.m. 

ORD  Jesus,  think  on  me, 
And  purge  away  my  sin; 
From  earthborn  passions  set  me  free, 
And  make  me  pure  within. 

2  Lord  Jesus,  think  on  me, 
With  care  and  woe  opprest, 

Let  me  Thy  loving  servant  be, 
And  taste  Thy  promised  rest. 

3  Lord  Jesus,  think  on  me, 
Nor  let  me  go  astray; 

Through  darkness  and  perplexity 
Point  Thou  the  heavenly  way. 

4  Lord  Jesus,  think  on  me, 
That,  when  the  flood  is  past, 

I  may  the  eternal  brightness  see, 
And  share  Thy  joy  at  last.     Amen. 

Synesius,  c.  375-430;  Tr.  Rev.  Allen  W.  Chatfield,  1876. 


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395  6s.  eight  lines. 

kHY  way,  not  mine,  O  Lord, 
However  dark  it  be: 
Lead  me  by  Thine  own  hand : 
Choose  out  the  path  for  me. 
Smooth  let  it  be  or  rough, 
It  will  be  still  the  best; 
Winding  or  straight,  it  leads 
Right  onward  to  Thy  rest. 

354 


VISITATION 

I  dare  not  choose  my  lot; 

I  would  not,  if  I  might ; 
Choose  Thou  for  me,  my  God : 

So  shall  I  walk  aright. 
Take  Thou  my  cup,  and  it 

With  joy  or  sorrow  fill, 
As  best  to  Thee  may  seem; 

Choose  Thou  my  good  and  ill. 

Choose  Thou  for  me  my  friends, 

My  sickness  or  my  health ; 
Choose  Thou  my  cares  for  me, 

My  poverty  or  wealth. 
Not  mine,  not  mine  the  choice, 

In  things  or  great  or  small; 
Be  Thou  my  guide,  my  strength, 
.    My  wisdom,  and  my  all.     Amen. 

Rev.  H  or  at  i  us  Bonar,  iSj?. 


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396  6s.  eight  lines. 

"Y  Jesus,  as  Thou  wilt! 
0  may  Thy  will  be  mine ! 
Into  Thy  hand  of  love 

I  would  my  all  resign ; 
Through  sorrow  or  through  joy, 

Conduct  me  as  Thine  own, 
And  help  me  still  to  say, 
My  Lord,  Thy  will  be  done ! 

My  Jesus,  as  Thou  wilt! 

Though  seen  through  many  a  tear, 
Let  not  my  star  of  hope 

Grow  dim  or  disappear; 
Since  Thou  on  earth  hast  wept, 

And  sorrowed  oft  alone, 
If  I  must  weep  with  Thee, 

My  Lord,  Thy  will  be  done! 


VISITATION 

3  My  Jesus,  as  Thou  wilt! 

All  shall  be  well  for  me; 
Each  changing  future  scene 

I  gladly  trust  with  Thee : 
Straight  to  my  home  above 

I  travel  calmly  on, 
And  sing  in  life  or  death, 

My  Lord,  Thy  will  be  done!     Amen. 

Rev.  Benjamin  Schmolck,  c.  1704;  Tr.  Jane  Borthwick,  1854. 


397  cm. 

FATHER,  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss 
Thy  sovereign  will  denies, 
Accepted  at  Thy  throne  of  grace 
Let  this  petition  rise: 

2  Give  me  a  calm  and  thankful  heart, 

From  every  murmur  free ; 
The  blessings  of  Thy  grace  impart, 
And  make  me  live  to  Thee. 

3  Let  the  sweet  hope  that  Thou  art  mine 

My  path  of  life  attend: 
Thy  presence  through  my  journey  shine, 
And  crown  my  journey's  end.     Amen. 

Anne  Steele,  1760,  cento. 


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398  8.6.8.6.8.8. 

LOOK  to  Thee  in  every  need, 
And  never  look  in  vain ; 
I  feel  Thy  strong  and  tender  love, 

And  all  is  well  again : 
The  thought  of  Thee  is  mightier  far 
Than  sin,  and  pain,  and  sorrow  are. 

356 


VISITATION 

Discouraged  in  the  work  of  life, 

Disheartened  by  its  load, 
Shamed  by  its  failures  or  its  fears, 

I  sink  beside  the  road ; 
But  let  me  only  think  of  Thee, 
And  then  new  heart  springs  up  in  me. 


Thy  calmness  bends  serene  above, 

My  restlessness  to  still; 
Around  me  flows  Thy  quickening  life, 

To  nerve  my  faltering  will : 
Thy  presence  fills  my  solitude; 
Thy  providence  turns  all  to  good. 


Embosomed  deep  in  Thy  dear  love, 

Held  in  Thy  law,  I  stand ; 
Thy  hand  in  all  things  I  behold, 

And  all  things  in  Thy  hand; 
Thou  leadest  me  by  unsought  ways, 
And  turn'st  my  mourning  into  praise.     Amen. 

Rev.  Samuel  Longfellow,  1864. 


399  10.10.10.6. 

I  SOUGHT  the  Lord,  and  afterward  I  knew 
He  moved  my  soul  to  seek  Him,  seeking  me; 
It  was  not  I  that  found,  O  Saviour  true; 
No,  I  was  found  of  Thee. 


2  Thou  didst  reach  forth  Thy  hand  and  mine  enfold; 
I  walked  and  sank  not  on  the  storm-vexed  sea  — 
'T  was  not  so  much  that  I  on  Thee  took  hold, 
As  Thou,  dear  Lord,  on  me. 

357 


VISITATION 

I  find,  I  walk,  I  love,  but  O  the  whole 

Of  love  is  but  my  answer,  Lord,  to  Thee; 
For  Thou  wert  long  beforehand  with  my  soul, 
Always  Thou  lovedst  me.    Amen. 

Anon.,  c.  IQ04. 


400  L.M. 

T  even,  ere  the  sun  was  set, 
The  sick,  0  Lord,  around  Thee  lay; 
O  in  what  divers  pains  they  met! 
O  with  what  joy  they  went  away. 


A' 


2  Once  more  't  is  eventide,  and  we 

Oppressed  with  various  ills  draw  near; 
What  if  Thy  form  we  cannot  see? 
We  know  and  feel  that  Thou  art  here. 

3  O  Saviour  Christ,  our  woes  dispel; 

For  some  are  sick,  and  some  are  sad, 
And  some  have  never  loved  Thee  well, 
And  some  have  lost  the  love  they  had, 

4  And  some  have  found  the  world  is  vain, 

Yet  from  the  world  they  break  not  free, 
And  some  have  friends  who  give  them  pain, 
Yet  have  not  sought  a  friend  in  Thee. 

5  And  none,  O  Lord,  have  perfect  rest, 

For  none  are  wholly  free  from  sin ; 
And  they  who  fain  would  love  Thee  best 
Are  conscious  most  of  wrong  within. 

6  O  Saviour  Christ,  Thou  too  art  Man; 

Thou  hast  been  troubled,  tempted,  tried, 
Thy  kind  but  searching  glance  can  scan 
The  very  wounds  that  shame  would  hide. 

358 


VISITATION 

7  Thy  touch  has  still  its  ancient  power; 
No  word  from  Thee  can  fruitless  fall; 
Hear,  in  this  solemn  evening  hour, 

And  in  Thy  mercy  heal  us  all.     Amen. 

Rev.  Henry  Twells,  1868. 

401  L.M. 

LOVE  divine,  that  stooped  to  share 


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Our  sharpest  pang,  our  bitterest  tear! 
On  Thee  we  cast  each  earth-born  care; 
We  smile  at  pain  while  Thou  art  near. 

2  Though  long  the  weary  way  we  tread, 

And  sorrow  crown  each  lingering  year, 
No  path  we  shun,  no  darkness  dread, 

Our  hearts  still  whispering,  Thou  art  near. 

3  When  drooping  pleasure  turns  to  grief, 

And  trembling  faith  is  changed  to  fear, 
The  murmuring  wind,  the  quivering  leaf, 
Shall  softly  tell  us,  Thou  art  near. 

4  On  Thee  we  rest  our  burdening  woe, 

0  Love  divine,  forever  dear! 
Content  to  suffer  while  we  know, 
Living  and  dying,  Thou  art  near.     Amen. 

Oliver  Wendell  Holmes,  18 '59. 

402  11.10.11.10.10.10. 

THOU  knowest,  Lord,  the  weariness  and  sorrow 
Of  the  sad  heart  that  comes  to  Thee  for  rest; 
Cares  of  to-day,  and  burdens  of  to-morrow. 

Blessings  implored,  and  sins  to  be  confessed; 
We  come  before  Thee  at  Thy  gracious  word, 
And  lay  them  at  Thy  feet:  Thou  knowest,  Lord. 

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VISITATION 

2  Thou  knowest  all  the  past;  how  long  and  blindly 

On  the  dark  mountains  the  lost  wanderer  strayed; 
How  the  Good  Shepherd  followed,  and  how  kindly 

He  bore  it  home,  upon  His  shoulders  laid; 
And  healed  the  bleeding  wounds,  and  soothed  the  pain, 
And  brought  back  life,  and  hope,  and  strength  again. 

3  Thou  knowest  all  the  present;  each  temptation, 

Each  toilsome  duty,  each  foreboding  fear; 
All  to  each  one  assigned,  of  tribulation, 

Or  to  beloved  ones,  than  self  more  dear; 
All  pensive  memories,  as  we  journey  on, 
Longings  for  vanished  smiles  and  voices  gone. 

4  Thou  knowest  all  the  future;  gleams  of  gladness 

By  stormy  clouds  too  quickly  overcast; 
Hours  of  sweet  fellowship  and  parting  sadness, 

And  the  dark  river  to  be  crossed  at  last. 
O  what  could  hope  and  confidence  afford 
To  tread  that  path,  but  this?  Thou  knowest,  Lord. 

5  Thou  knowest,  not  alone  as  God,  all-knowing; 

As  Man,  our  mortal  weakness  Thou  hast  proved; 
On  earth,  with  purest  sympathies  o'erflowing, 

O  Saviour,  Thou  hast  wept,  and  Thou  hast  loved; 
And  love  and  sorrow  still  to  Thee  may  come, 
And  find  a  hiding-place,  a  rest,  a  home. 

6  Therefore  we  come,  Thy  gentle  call  obeying, 
1     And  lay  our  sins  and  sorrows  at  Thy  feet; 

On  everlasting  strength  our  weakness  staying, 

Clothed  in  Thy  robe  of  righteousness  complete : 
Then  rising  and  refreshed  we  leave  Thy  throne, 
And  follow  on  to  know  as  we  are  known.     Amen. 

Jane  Borthwick,  1859. 
360 


VISITATION 

403  cm. 

THOU,  from  Whom  all  goodness  flows. 
I  lift  my  heart  to  Thee; 
In  all  my  sorrows,  conflicts,  woes, 
Dea,r  Lord,  remember  me. 


o 


2  When  on  my  aching,  burdened  heart 

My  sins  lie  heavily. 
Thy  pardon  grant,  Thy  peace  impart : 
In  love,  remember  me. 

3  When  trials  sore  obstruct  my  way, 

And  ills  I  cannot  flee, 
O  let  my  strength  be  as  my  day ! 
For  good,  remember  me. 

4  If  worn  with  pain,  disease,  and  grief, 

This  feeble  frame  should  be, 
Grant  patience,  rest,  and  kind  relief: 
Hear  and  remember  me. 

5  And  O  when  in  the  hour  of  death 

I  own  Thy  just  decree, 
Be  this  the  prayer  of  my  last  breath, 
Dear  Lord,  remember  me!     Amen. 

Rev .  Thomas  Haiveis,  1791,  alt. 


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404  D.C.M. 

'HOU  art  my  hiding-place,  O  Lord, 
In  Thee  I  put  my  trust; 
Encouraged  by  Thy  holy  word, 

A  feeble  child  of  dust : 
I  have  no  argument  beside, 

I  urge  no  other  plea ; 
And  't  is  enough  my  Saviour  died, 
My  Saviour  died  for  me. 

361 


VISITATION 

2  When  storms  of  fierce  temptation  beat, 

And  furious  foes  assail, 
My  refuge  is  the  mercy-seat, 

My  hope  within  the  veil. 
From  strife  of  tongues  and  bitter  words 

My  spirit  flies  to  Thee: 
Joy  to  my  heart  the  thought  affords, 

My  Saviour  died  for  me. 


Mid  trials  heavy  to  be  borne, 

When  mortal  strength  is  vain, 
A  heart  with  grief  and  anguish  torn, 

A  body  racked  with  pain, 
Ah!  what  could  give  the  sufferer  rest, 

Bid  every  murmur  flee, 
But  this,  the  witness  in  my  breast 

That  Jesus  died  for  me? 

Rev.  Thomas  Raffles,  1833. 


405  cm. 

"MMORTAL  Love,  forever  full, 
Forever  flowing  free, 
Forever  shared,  forever  whole, 
A  never-ebbing  sea! 


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2  Our  outward  lips  confess  the  Name 

All  other  names  above; 
Love  only  knoweth  whence  it  came, 
And  comprehendeth  love. 

3  We  may  not  climb  the  heavenly  steeps 

To  bring  the  Lord  Christ  down ; 

In  vain  we  search  the  lowest  deeps, 

For  Him  no  depths  can  drown : 

362 


VISITATION 

4  But  warm,  sweet,  tender,  even  yet 

A  present  help  is  He; 
And  faith  has  still  its  Olivet, 
And  love  its  Galilee. 

5  The  healing  of  His  seamless  dress 

Is  by  our  beds  of  pain; 
We  touch  Him  in  life's  throng  and  press, 
And  we  are  whole  again. 

6  Through  Him  the  first  fond  prayers  are  said 

Our  lips  of  childhood  frame; 
The  last  low  whispers  of  our  dead 
Are  burdened  with  His  Name. 

7  0  Lord,  and  Master  of  us  all, 

Whate'er  our  name  or  sign, 
We  own  Thy  sway,  we  hear  Thy  call, 
We  test  our  lives  by  Thine.     Amen. 

John  G.  Whiltier,  1866. 


406  10.10. 

PEACE,  perfect  peace,  in  this  dark  world  of  sin? 
The  blood  of  Jesus  whispers  peace  within. 

2  Peace,  perfect  peace,  by  thronging  duties  pressed? 
To  do  the  will  of  Jesus,  this  is  rest. 

3  Peace,  perfect  peace,  with  sorrows  surging  round? 
On  Jesus'  bosom  naught  but  calm  is  found. 

4  Peace,  perfect  peace,  with  loved  ones  far  away? 
In  Jesus'  keeping  we  are  safe,  and  they. 

363 


VISITATION 

5  Peace,  perfect  peace,  our  future  all  unknown? 
Jesus  we  know,  and  He  is  on  the  throne. 

6  Peace,  perfect  peace,  death  shadowing  us  and  ours? 
Jesus  has  vanquished  death  and  all  its  powers. 

7  It  is  enough:  earth's  struggles  soon  shall  cease, 
And  Jesus  call  us  to  heaven's  perfect  peace. 

Bishop  Edward  II.  Bickersteth,  1875. 


407 

WE  would  see  Jesus;  for  the  shadows  lengthen 
Across  this  little  landscape  of  our  life; 
We  would  see  Jesus,  our  weak  faith  to  strengthen 
For  the  last  weariness,  the  final  strife. 

2  We  would  see  Jesus,  the  great  rock  foundation 

Whereon  our  feet  were  set  by  sovereign  grace : 
Nor  life  nor  death,  with  all  their  agitation, 
Can  thence  remove  us,  if  we  see  His  face. 

3  We  would  see  Jesus:  other  lights  are  paling, 

Which  for  long  years  we  have  rejoiced  to  see ; 
The  blessings  of  our  pilgrimage  are  failing: 
We  would  not  mourn  them,  for  we  go  to  Thee. 

4  We  would  see  Jesus;  yet  the  spirit  lingers 

Round  the  dear  objects  it  has  loved  so  long, 
And  earth  from  earth  can  scarce  unclasp  its  fingers; 
Our  love  to  Thee  makes  not  this  love  less  strong. 

5  We  would  see  Jesus :  sense  is  all  too  binding, 

And  heaven  appears  too  dim,  too  far  away; 
We  would  see  Thee,  Thyself  our  hearts  reminding 
v  What  Thou  hast  suffered,  our  great  debt  to  pay. 

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6  We  would  see  Jesus:  this  is  all  we're  needing; 

Strength,  joy,  and  willingness  come  with  the  sight; 
We  would  see  Jesus,  dying,  risen,  pleading; 

Then  welcome  day,  and  farewell  mortal  night.  Amen, 

Anna  B.  Warner,  1858. 


408  p.m. 

|NE  sweetly  solemn  thought 
Comes  to  me  o'er  and  o'er; 
I  am  nearer  my  home  to-day 
Than  I  ever  have  been  before; 


o; 


2  Nearer  the  great  white  throne, 

Nearer  the  crystal  sea, 
Nearer  my  Father's  house, 

Where  the  "many  mansions"  be; 

3  Nearer  the  bound  of  life, 

Where  we  lay  our  burdens  down; 
Nearer  leaving  the  cross, 
Nearer  gaining  the  crown; 

4  But  lying  darkly  between, 

Winding  down  through  the  night, 
Is  the  deep  and  unknown  stream 
To  be  crossed  ere  we  reach  the  light. 

5  Jesus,  perfect  my  trust, 

Strengthen  the  hand  of  my  faith  : 
Let  me  feel  Thee  near  when  I  stand 
On  the  edge  of  the  shore  of  death ; 

6  Feel  Thee  near  when  my  feet 

Are  slipping  over  the  brink; 
For  it  may  be  I  'm  nearer  home, 
Nearer  now  than  I  think.     Amen. 

Phoebe  Cary,  1852. 
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409  s.m. 

kAR  from  my  heavenly  home, 
Far  from  my  Father's  breast, 
Fainting  I  cry,  blest  Spirit,  come, 
And  speed  me  to  my  rest. 


F 


My  spirit  homeward  turns, 
And  fain  would  thither  flee; 

My  heart,  O  Sion,  droops  and  yearns, 
When  I  remember  thee. 


3  To  thee,  to  thee  I  press, 

A  dark  and  toilsome  road; 
When  shall  I  pass  the  wilderness, 
And  reach  the  saints'  abode  ? 


God  of  my  life,  be  near: 

On  Thee  my  hopes  I  cast : 
O  guide  me  through  the  desert  here, 

And  bring  me  home  at  last!    Amen. 

Rev.  Henry  F.  Lyte,  1834. 


410  8.7.8.7. 

TARRY  with  me,  O  my  Saviour! 
For  the  day  is  passing  by; 
See !  the  shades  of  evening  gather, 
And  the  night  is  drawing  nigh. 


2  Deeper,  deeper  grow  the  shadows, 
Paler  now  the  glowing  west, 
Swift  the  night  of  death  advances; 
Shall  it  be  the  night  of  rest? 


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3  Lonely  seems  the  vale  of  shadow; 

Sinks  my  heart  with  troubled  fear; 
Give  me  faith  for  clearer  vision, 
Speak  Thou,  Lord,  in  words  of  cheer. 

4  Let  me  hear  Thy  voice  behind  me, 

Calming  all  these  wild  alarms; 
Let  me,  underneath  my  weakness, 
Feel  the  everlasting  arms. 

5  Feeble,  trembling,  fainting,  dying, 

Lord,  I  cast  myself  on  Thee; 
Tarry  with  me  through  the  darkness; 
While  I  sleep,  still  watch  by  me. 

6  Tarry  with  me,  0  my  Saviour! 

Lay  my  head  upon  Thy  breast 
Till  the  morning;  then  awake  me! 
Morning  of  eternal  rest. 

Mrs.  Caroline  L.  Smith,  1853;    Recast  in  Plymouth  Coll. 
1855,  and  Songs  of  the  Church,  1862. 

Also  the  following 

16  Holy  Father,  cheer  our  way 
36  Lord,  for  to-morrow  and  its  needs 
41  Guide  me,  O  Thou  great  Jehovah 
69  Brief  life  is  here  our  portion 
232  How  sweet  the  Name  of  Jesus  sounds 
122  Lord,  in  this  Thy  mercy's  day 

149  O  Lamb  of  God,  still  keep  me 

150  Beneath  the  cross  of  Jesus 

157  Sweet  the  moments,  rich  in  blessing 
175  Jesus  lives!    thy  terrors  now 
211  My  faith  looks  up  to  Thee 
215  Jesus,  my  strength,  my  hope 
218  Rock  of  ages 

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222  Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee 

223  Jesus,  lover  of  my  soul 

224  In  heavenly  love  abiding 

225  My  spirit  on  Thy  care 
235  O  Love  that  casts  out  fear 
245  Lead,  kindly  Light 

See  also  The  Church  Triumphant 


purial  of  the  ®eab 

411  L.M. 

ASLEEP  in  Jesus!  blessed  sleep! 
From  which  none  ever  wakes  to  weep; 
A  calm  and  undisturbed  repose, 
Unbroken  by  the  last  of  foes. 

2  Asleep  in  Jesus!  0  how  sweet 
To  be  for  such  a  slumber  meet; 
With  holy  confidence  to  sing 

That  death  hath  lost  its  painful  sting! 

3  Asleep  in  Jesus!  peaceful  rest! 
Whose  waking  is  supremely  blest ; 
No  fear,  no  woe  shall  dim  that  hour 
That  manifests  the  Saviour's  power. 

4  Asleep  in  Jesus !  O  for  me 
May  such  a  blissful  refuge  be ! 
Securely  shall  my  ashes  He, 
Waiting  the  summons  from  on  high. 

5  Asleep  in  Jesus!  far  from  thee 

Thy  kindred  and  their  graves  may  be; 
But  there  is  stil]  a  blessed  sleep, 
From  which  none  ever  wakes  to  weep. 

Mrs.  Margaret  Mackay,  1832. 
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412  7.7.7.7. 

HEN  our  heads  are  bowed  with  woe, 
When  our  bitter  tears  o'erflow, 
When  we  mourn  the  lost,  the  dear, 
Jesus,  Son  of  Mary,  hear! 

2  Thou  our  throbbing  flesh  hast  worn, 
Thou  our  mortal  griefs  hast  borne, 
Thou  hast  shed  the  human  tear; 
Jesus,  Son  of  Mary,  hear! 

3  When  the  solemn  death-bell  tolls 
For  our  own  departing  souls, 
When  our  final  doom  is  near, 
Jesus,  Son  of  Mary,  hear! 

4  Thou  hast  bowed  the  dying  head, 
Thou  the  blood  of  life  hast  shed, 
Thou  hast  rilled  a  mortal  bier; 
Jesus,  Son  of  Mary,  hear! 

5  When  the  heart  is  sad  within 
With  the  thought  of  all  its  sin, 
When  the  spirit  shrinks  with  fear, 
Jesus,  Son  of  Mary,  hear! 

6  Thou  the  shame,  the  grief,  hast  known, 
Though  the  sins  were  not  Thine  own; 
Thou  hast  deigned  their  load  to  bear; 
Jesus,  Son  of  Mary,  hear!     Amen. 

Dean  Henry  U.  Milman,  1827. 


N' 


413  7.7.7.7.8.8. 

OW  the  labourer's  task  is  o'er; 
Now  the  battle  day  is  past; 
Xow  upon  the  farther  shore 
Lands  the  voyager  at  last. 
Father,  in  Thy  gracious  keeping 
Leave  we  now  Thy  servant  sleeping. 

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2  There  the  tears  of  earth  are  dried; 

There  its  hidden  things  are  clear; 
There  the  work  of  life  is  tried 

By  a  juster  Judge  than  here. 
Father,  in  Thy  gracious  keeping 
Leave  we  now  Thy  servant  sleeping. 

3  There  the  penitents,  that  turn 

To  the  cross  their  dying  eyes, 
All  the  love  of  Jesus  learn 

At  His  feet  in  Paradise. 
Father,  in  Thy  gracious  keeping 
Leave  we  now  Thy  servant  sleeping. 

4  There  no  more  the  powers  of  hell 

Can  prevail  to  mar  their  peace; 
Christ  the  Lord  shall  guard  them  well, 

He  Who  died  for  their  release. 
Father,  in  Thy  gracious  keeping 
Leave  we  now  Thy  servant  sleeping. 

5  "  Earth  to  earth,  and  dust  to  dust," 

Calmly  now  the  words  we  say, 
Left  behind,  we  wait  in  trust 

For  the  resurrection  day. 
Father,  in  Thy  gracious  keeping 
Leave  we  now  Thy  servant  sleeping.     Amen. 

Rev.  John  Ellerton,  1870. 


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OD  of  the  living,  in  Whose  eyes 
Unveiled  Thy  whole  creation  lies, 
All  souls  are  Thine ;  we  must  not  say 
That  those  are  dead  who  pass  away, 
From  this  our  world  of  flesh  set  free; 
We  know  them  living  unto  Thee. 

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2  Released  from  earthly  toil  and  strife, 
With  Thee  is  hidden  still  their  life; 

Thine  are  their  thoughts,  their  works,  their  powers, 
All  Thine,  and  yet  most  truly  ours; 
For  well  we  know,  where'er  they  be, 
Our  dead  are  living  unto  Thee. 

3  Not  spilt  like  water  on  the  ground, 

Not  wrapped  in  dreamless  sleep  profound, 
Not  wandering  in  unknown  despair 
Beyond  Thy  voice,  Thine  arm,  Thy  care; 
Not  left  to  lie  like  fallen  tree; 
Not  dead,  but  living  unto  Thee. 

4  Thy  word  is  true,  Thy  will  is  just; 

To  Thee  we  leave  them,  Lord,  in  trust; 
And  bless  Thee  for  the  love  which  gave 
Thy  Son  to  fill  a  human  grave, 
That  none  might  fear  that  world  to  see 
Where  all  are  living  unto  Thee. 

5  O  Breather  into  man  of  breath, 
O  Holder  of  the  keys  of  death, 
O  Giver  of  the  life  within, 

Save  us  from  death,  the  death  of  sin; 
That  body,  soul,  and  spirit  be 
Forever  living  unto  Thee !    Amen. 

Rev.  John  Ellerton,  1858;  alt.  1867. 


415  p.m. 

SUNSET  and  evening  star, 
And  one  clear  call  for  me ! 
And  may  there  be  no  moaning  of  the  bar 
When  I  put  out  to  sea, 

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2  But  such  a  tide  as  moving  seems  asleep, 

Too  full  for  sound  and  foam, 
When  that  which  drew  from  out  the  boundless  deep 
Turns  again  home. 

3  Twilight  and  evening  bell, 

And  after  that  the  dark! 
And  may  there  be  no  sadness  of  farewell 
When  I  embark; 

4  For,  though  from  out  our  bourne  of  time  and  place 

The  flood  may  bear  me  far, 
I  hope  to  see  my  Pilot  face  to  face 
When  I  have  crost  the  bar. 

Alfred,  Lord  Tennyson,  i88q. 


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FOR  CHILDREN 
416  7.8.7.8.7.7. 

^ENDER  Shepherd,  Thou  hast  stilled 
Now  Thy  little  lamb's  brief  weeping: 
Ah,  how  peaceful,  pale,  and  mild 
In  its  narrow  bed  't  is  sleeping ! 
And  no  sigh  of  anguish  sore 
Heaves  that  little  bosom  more. 

In  this  world  of  care  and  pain, 
Lord,  Thou  wouldst  no  longer  leave  it; 

To  the  sunny  heavenly  plain 

Thou  dost  now  with  joy  receive  it; 

Clothed  in  robes  of  spotless  white, 

Now  it  dwells  with  Thee  in  light. 

Ah,  Lord  Jesus,  grant  that  we 
Where  it  lives  may  soon  be  living, 

And  the  lovely  pastures  see 

That  its  heavenly  food  are  giving; 

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Then  the  gain  of  death  we  prove, 

Though  Thou  take  what  most  we  love.     Amen. 

Rev.  Johann  W.  Meinhold,  1835;  Tr.  Catherine  Winkworlh,  1858. 

Also  the  following 

19  Abide  with  me 

65  Day  of  wrath!  O  day  of  mourning 

165  Resting  from  His  work  to-day 

166  The  grave  itself  a  garden  is 

167  O  Paradise,  O  Paradise 

174  The  strife  is  o'er,  the  battle  done 

175  Jesus  lives!  thy  terrors  now 
245  Lead,  kindly  Light 

{Erabelerfi  ftp  i£>ea  anb  Lanir 

417  8s.  six  lines. 

TERNAL  Father!  strong  to  save, 
Whose  arm  hath  bound  the  restless  wave, 

Who  bidd'st  the  mighty  ocean  deep 

Its  own  appointed  limits  keep: 

O  hear  us  when  we  cry  to  Thee 
For  those  in  peril  on  the  sea. 

2  0  Christ!  Whose  voice  the  waters  heard 
And  hushed  their  raging  at  Thy  word, 
Who  walked'st  on  the  foaming  deep, 
And  calm  amidst  its  rage  didst  sleep; 

O  hear  us  when  we  cry  to  Thee 
For  those  in  peril  on  the  sea ! 

3  Most  Holy  Spirit!  Who  didst  brood 
Upon  the  chaos  dark  and  rude, 
And  bid  its  angry  tumult  cease, 
And  give,  for  wild  confusion,  peace; 

O  hear  us  when  we  cry  to  Thee 
For  those  in  peril  ou  the  sea! 

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0  Trinity  of  love  and  power! 
Our  brethren  shield  in  danger's  hour; 
From  rock  and  tempest,  fire  and  foe, 
Protect  them  wheresoe'er  they  go; 

Thus  evermore  shall  rise  to  Thee 

Glad  hymns  of  praise  from  land  and  sea.  Amen. 

William  Whiting,  i860. 


418  6.4.6.4.  double. 

FIERCE  was  the  wild  billow, 
Dark  was  the  night; 
Oars  laboured  heavily, 

Foam  glimmered  white; 
Trembled  the  mariners, 

Peril  was  nigh: 
Then  said  the  God  of  God, 
" Peace!     It  is  I." 

2  Ridge  of  the  mountain  wave, 

Lower  thy  crest ! 
Wail  of  Euroclydon, 

Be  thou  at  rest! 
Sorrow  can  never  be, 

Darkness  must  fly, 
Where  saith  the  Light  of  Light, 

" Peace!    It  is  I." 

3  Jesus,  Deliverer, 

Come  Thou  to  me; 
Soothe  Thou  my  voyaging 

Over  life's  sea: 
Thou,  when  the  storm  of  death 

Roars,  sweeping  by, 
Whisper,  O  Truth  of  Truth, 

"Peace!    It  is  I."    Amen. 

Ascribed  to  St.  Anatolius;  Tr.  Rev.  John  Mason  Neale,  1862. 
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419  7s.  six  lines. 

'ESUS,  Saviour,  pilot  me 
Over  life's  tempestuous  sea; 
Unknown  waves  before  me  roll, 
Hiding  rock  and  treacherous  shoal ; 
Chart  and  compass  came  from  Thee; 
Jesus,  Saviour,  pilot  me. 

As  a  mother  stills  her  child, 
Thou  canst  hush  the  ocean  wild ; 
Boisterous  waves  obey  Thy  will 
When  Thou  sayest  to  them,  "Be  still." 
Wondrous  Sovereign  of  the  sea, 
Jesus,  Saviour,  pilot  me. 

When  at  last  I  near  the  shore, 
And  the  fearful  breakers  roar 
'Twixt  me  and  the  peaceful  rest, 
Then,  while  leaning  on  Thy  breast, 
May  I  hear  Thee  say  to  me, 
"Fear  not,  I  will  pilot  thee."     Amen. 

Rev.  Edward  Hopper,  1871, 


420  7.7.7.7. 

JAFE  upon  the  billowy  deep, 
Loving  Lord,  Thy  servants  keep; 
Helpless,  trusting  pilgrims  they, 
Guard  them  on  their  watery  way. 


s- 


2  In  the  morning  fill  their  sails, 
Mid  the  dark  send  favouring  gales; 
If  their  sky  be  overcast, 

Calm  the  waves,  and  still  the  blast. 

3  Let  Thy  sunshine  guide  by  day; 
Send  at  eve  the  starry  ray; 
Through  the  watches  of  the  night, 
Be  Thou,  Lord,  their  shining  light. 

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4  Thus,  as  hour  by  hour  rolls  by, 
Watch  them  with  Thy  sleepless  eye: 
Guide  with  Thine  almighty  hand 
Safe  unto  the  haven-land.     • 

5  And  at  last,  life's  voyage  o'er, 
Take  us  to  the  heavenly  shore, 
Safe  in  port,  to  dwell  with  Thee 

Where  there  shall  be  "no  more  sea."    Amen. 

Dr.  Henry  Coppee,  1887. 


421  L.M. 

MAKER  of  the  sea  and  sky, 
Whose  word  the  stormy  winds  fulfill, 
On  the  wide  ocean  Thou  art  nigh, 
Bidding  these  hearts  of  ours  be  still ! 


o 


2  What  if  Thy  footsteps  are  not  known? 

We  know  Thy  way  is  in  the  sea; 
We  trace  the  shadow  of  Thy  throne, 
Constant  amid  inconstancy. 

3  Thou  bidd'st  the  north  or  south  wind  blow; 

The  lonely  sea-bird  is  Thy  care; 
And  in  the  clouds  which  come  and  go, 
We  see  Thy  chariots  everywhere. 

4  The  sun  that  lights  the  home-land  dear 

Spreads  the  new  morning  o'er  the  deep; 
And  in  the  dark  Thy  stars  appear, 
Keeping  their  watches  while  we  sleep. 

5  Our  friends  seem  near  when  Thou  art  nigh ; 

And  homeless  on  the  ocean  foam, 
Beneath  an  ever-changing  sky, 

With  Thee  we  are  at  rest,  at  home. 

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And  so,  secure  from  all  alarms, 

Thy  seas  beneath,  Thy  skies  above, 

Clasped  in  the  everlasting  arms, 
We  rest  in  Thine  unslumbering  love.     Amen. 

Rev.  Henry  Burton,  1505 


422  6.6.8.4. 

ITH  the  sweet  word  of  peace 
We  bid  our  brethren  go; 
Peace  as  a  river  to  increase, 
And  ceaseless  flow. 


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2  With  the  calm  word  of  prayer 

We  earnestly  commend 
Our  brethren  to  Thy  watchful  care, 
Eternal  Friend! 

3  With  the  dear  word  of  love 

We  give  our  brief  farewell; 
Our  love  below,  and  Thine  above, 
With  them  shall  dwell. 

4  With  the  strong  word  of  faith 

We  stay  ourselves  on  Thee, 
That  Thou,  O  Lord,  in  life  and  death, 
Their  help  shalt  be; 

5  Then  the  bright  word  of  hope 

Shall  on  our  parting  gleam, 
And  tell  of  joys  beyond  the  scope 
Of  earth-born  dream. 

6  Farewell!  in  hope  and  love, 

In  faith,  and  peace,  and  prayer; 
Till  He  Whose  home  is  ours  above, 
Unite  us  there. 

George  Watson,  i86y. 
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Also  the  following 

32  From  every  stormy  wind  that  blows 
245  Lead,  kindly  Light 
248  Lead  us,  O  Father,  in  the  paths  of  peace 
533  O  happy  band  of  pilgrims 


IV.  SPECIAL  OCCASIONS 


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GTfjanfeggitring  Step 

423  7s.  six  lines. 

(RAISE  to  God,  immortal  praise, 
For  the  love  that  crowns  our  days; 
Bounteous  source  of  every  joy, 
Let  Thy  praise  our  tongues  employ: 
All  to  Thee,  our  God,  we  owe, 
Source  whence  all  our  blessings  flow. 

All  the  plenty  summer  pours; 
Autumn's  rich  o'erflowing  stores; 
Flocks  that  whiten  all  the  plain; 
Yellow  sheaves  of  ripened  grain: 
Lord,  for  these  our  souls  shall  raise 
Grateful  vows  and  solemn  praise. 

Peace,  prosperity,  and  health, 
Private  bliss,  and  public  wealth, 
Knowledge  with  its  gladdening  streams, 
Pure  religion's  holier  beams : 
Lord,  for  these  our  souls  shall  raise 
Grateful  vows  and  solemn  praise. 

378 


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4  As  Thy  prospering  hand  hath  blest, 
May  we  give  Thee  of  our  best; 
And  by  deeds  of  kindly  love 
For  Thy  mercies  grateful  prove ; 
Singing  thus  through  all  our  days, 
Praise  to  God,  immortal  praise.     Amen. 

Mrs.  Anna  Laetitia  Barbauld,  1772. 

424  7s.  eight  lines. 

COME,  ye  thankful  people,  come, 
Raise  the  song  of  harvest-home: 
All  is  safely  gathered  in, 
Ere  the  winter  storms  begin; 
God,  our  Maker,  doth  provide 
For  our  wants  to  be  supplied; 
Come  to  God's  own  temple,  come, 
Raise  the  song  of  harvest-home. 

2  All  the  world  is  God's  own  field, 
Fruit  unto  His  praise  to  yield; 
Wheat  and  tares  together  sown, 
Unto  joy  or  sorrow  grown : 
First  the  blade,  and  then  the  ear, 
Then  the  full  corn  shall  appear: 
Grant,  O  harvest  Lord,  that  we 
Wholesome  grain  and  pure  may  be. 

3  For  the  Lord  our  God  shall  come, 
And  shall  take  His  harvest  home ; 
From  His  field  shall  in  that  day 
All  offenses  purge  away; 

Give  His  angels  charge  at  last 
In  the  fire  the  tares  to  cast, 
But  the  fruitful  ears  to  store 
In  His  garner  evermore. 

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THANKSGIVING   DAY 


Even  so,  Lord,  quickly  come 

To  Thy  final  harvest-home; 

Gather  Thou  Thy  people  in, 

Free  from  sorrow,  free  from  sin; 

There,  forever  purified, 

In  Thy  presence  to  abide : 

Come,  with  all  Thine  angels,  come, 

Raise  the  glorious  harvest-home.     Amen. 

Dean  Henry  Alford,  1844;  revised  1867. 


N 


425  6.7.6.7.6.6.6.6. 

'OW  thank  we  all  our  God, 
With  heart,  and  hands,  and  voices, 
Who  wondrous  things  hath  done, 

In  Whom  His  world  rejoices; 
Who  from  our  mother's  arms 
Hath  blessed  us  on  our  way 
With  countless  gifts  of  love, 
And  still  is  ours  to-day. 

2  O  may  this  bounteous  God 

Through  all  our  life  be  near  us ! 
With  ever-joyful  hearts 

And  blessed  peace  to  cheer  us; 
And  keep  us  in  His  grace, 

And  guide  us  when  perplexed, 
And  free  us  from  all  ills 

In  this  world  and  the  next.     Amen. 

Rev.  Martin  Rinkart,  c.  1636;  Tr.  Catherine  Winkworlh,  1858. 

426  7.6.7.6.  double,  with  refrain. 

WE  plow  the  fields,  and  scatter 
The  good  seed  on  the  land, 
But  it  is  fed  and  watered 
By  God's  almighty  hand; 

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THANKSGIVING   DAY 


He  sends  the  snow  in  winter, 

The  warmth  to  swell  the  grain, 
The  breezes  and  the  sunshine, 
i\nd  soft  refreshing  rain. 
All  good  gifts  around  us 

Are  sent  from  heaven  above; 
Then  thank  the  Lord,  O  thank  the  Lord 
For  all  His  love. 

2  He  only  is  the  Maker 

Of  all  things  near  and  far; 
He  paints  the  wayside  flower. 

He  lights  the  evening  star; 
The  winds  and  waves  obey  Him, 

By  Him  the  birds  are  fed; 
Much  more  to  us,  His  children, 

He  gives  our  daily  bread. 
All  good  gifts,  etc. 

3  We  thank  Thee,  then,  0  Father, 

For  all  things  bright  and  good, 
The  seedtime  and  the  harvest, 

Our  life,  our  health,  our  food: 
No  gifts  have  we  to  offer 

For  all  Thy  love  imparts, 
But  that  which  Thou  desirest, 

Our  humble,  thankful  hearts. 
All  good  gifts,  etc.     Amen. 

Rev.  Matthias  Claudius,  1782;  Tr.  Jane  M.  Campbell,  1861. 


W 


427  8.7.8.7.8.8.7. 

'E  come  unto  our  fathers'  God: 
Their  Rock  is  our  salvation; 
The  eternal  arms,  their  dear  abode, 

We  make  our  habitation; 
We  bring  Thee,  Lord,  the  praise  they  brought, 
We  seek  Thee  as  Thy  saints  have  sought 
In  every  generation. 

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THANKSGIVING   DAY 


2  The  fire  divine  their  steps  that  led 

Still  goeth  bright  before  us, 
The  heavenly  shield,  around  them  spread, 

Is  still  high  holden  o'er  us; 
The  grace  those  sinners  that  subdued, 
The  strength  those  weaklings  that  renewed, 

Doth  vanquish,  doth  restore  us. 

3  Their  joy  unto  their  Lord  we  bring, 

Their  song  to  us  descendeth; 
The  Spirit  who  in  them  did  sing 

To  us  His  music  lendeth: 
His  song  in  them,  in  us,  is  one; 
We  raise  it  high,  we  send  it  on  — 

The  song  that  never  endeth. 

4  Ye  saints  to  come,  take  up  the  strain, 

The  same  sweet  theme  endeavour ; 
Unbroken  be  the  golden  chain ! 

Keep  on  the  song  forever ! 
Safe  in  the  same  dear  dwelling-place, 
Rich  with  the  same  eternal  grace, 

Bless  the  same  boundless  Giver.     Amen. 

Thomas  II.  Gill,  1868. 


F' 


428  7s.  six  lines. 

kOR  the  beauty  of  the  earth, 
For  the  beauty  of  the  skies, 
For  the  love  which  from  our  birth 

Over  and  around  us  lies, 
Lord  of  all,  to  Thee  we  raise 
This  our  hymn  of  grateful  praise. 

For  the  beauty  of  each  hour 

Of  the  day  and  of  the  night, 
Hill  and  vale,  and  tree  and  flower, 

Sun  and  moon,  and  stars  of  light, 

382 


THANKSGIVING   DAY 


Lord  of  all,  to  Thee  we  raise 
This  our  hymn  of  grateful  praise. 

3  For  the  joy  of  ear  and  eye, 

For  the  heart  and  mind's  delight, 
For  the  mystic  harmony 

Linking  sense  to  sound  and  sight, 
Lord  of  all,  to  Thee  we  raise 
This  our  hymn  of  grateful  praise. 

4  For  the  joy  of  human  love, 

Brother,  sister,  parent,  child, 
Friends  on  earth,  and  friends  above, 

For  all  gentle  thoughts  and  mild, 
Lord  of  all,  to  Thee  we  raise 
This  our  hymn  of  grateful  praise. 

5  For  each  perfect  gift  of  Thine 

To  our  race  so  freely  given, 
Graces  human  and  divine, 
•    Flowers  of  earth  and  buds  of  heaven, 
Lord  of  all,  to  Thee  we  raise 
This  our  hymn  of  grateful  praise.     Amen. 

Folliott  S.  Pierpoint,  1864. 


429  8.8.8.4. 

LORD  of  heaven  and  earth  and  sea, 
To  Thee  all  praise  and  glory  be; 
How  shall  we  show  our  love  to  Thee 
Who  givest  all? 


o 


2  The  golden  sunshine,  vernal  air, 
Sweet  flowers  and  fruit,  Thy  love  declare ; 
Where  harvests  ripen.  Thou  art  there 
Who  givest  all. 


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NATIONAL   DAYS 


3  For  peaceful  homes  and  healthful  days, 
For  all  the  blessings  earth  displays, 
We  owe  Thee  thankfulness  and  praise 

Who  givest  all. 

4  Thou  didst  not  spare  Thine  only  Son, 
But  gav'st  Him  for  a  world  undone, 
And  freely  with  that  Blessed  One 

Thou  givest  all. 

5  Thou  giv'st  the  Holy  Spirit's  dower, 
Spirit  of  life,  and  love  and  power, 
And  dost  His  sevenfold  graces  shower 

Upon  us  all. 

6  For  souls  redeemed,  for  sins  forgiven, 
For  means  of  grace  and  hopes  of  heaven, 
Father,  what  can  to  Thee  be  given 

Who  givest  all? 

7  To  Thee,  from  whom  we  all  derive 
Our  life,  our  gifts,  our  power  to  give; 
O  may  we  ever  with  Thee  live 

Who  givest  all.     Amen. 

Bishop  Christopher  Wordsworth,  1863  ;  text  of  1872,  abbr. 

Also  the  following 
181  O  Jesus,  crowned  with  all  renown 


J^attonal  ©apg 

430  10.10.10.10. 

GOD  of  our  fathers,  Whose  almighty  hand 
Leads  forth  in  beauty  all  the  starry  band 
Of  shining  worlds  in  splendour  through  the  skies, 
Our  grateful  songs  before  Thy  throne  arise. 

384 


NATIONAL   DAYS 


2  Thy  love  divine  hath  led  us  in  the  past, 
In  this  free  land  by  Thee  our  lot  is  cast; 

Be  Thou  our  ruler,  guardian,  guide,  and  stay, 
Thy  word  our  law,  Thy  paths  our  chosen  way. 

3  From  war's  alarms,  from  deadly  pestilence, 
Be  Thy  strong  arm  our  ever  sure  defense; 
Thy  true  religion  in  our  hearts  increase, 
Thy  bounteous  goodness  nourish  us  in  peace. 

4  Refresh  Thy  people  on  their  toilsome  way, 
Lead  us  from  night  to  never-ending  day; 
Fill  all  our  lives  with  love  and  grace  divine, 

And  glory,  laud,  and  praise  be  ever  Thine.     Amen. 

Rev.  Daniel  C.  Roberts,  1876. 

431  11.10.11.9. 

GOD  the  all-merciful!  earth  hath  forsaken 
Thy  ways  of  blessedness,  slighted  Thy  word; 
Bid  not  Thy  wrath  in  its  terrors  awaken ; 
Give  to  us  peace  in  our  time,  O  Lord. 

2  God  the  all-righteous  One !  man  hath  defied  Thee ; 

Yet  to  eternity  standeth  Thy  word, 
Falsehood  and  wrong  shall  not  tarry  beside  Thee ; 
Give  to  us  peace  in  our  time,  O  Lord. 

3  God  the  all- wise !  by  the  fire  of  Thy  chastening, 

Earth  shall  to  freedom  and  truth  be  restored; 
Through  the  thick  darkness  Thy  kingdom  is  hastening; 
Thou  wilt  give  peace  in  Thy  time,  0  Lord. 

4  So  will  Thy  people,  with  thankful  devotion, 

Praise  Him  Who  saved  them  from  peril  and  sword, 
Shouting  in  chorus  from  ocean  to  ocean, 

Peace  to  the  nations,  and  praise  to  the  Lord.     Amen. 

Henry  F.  Chorley,  1842;  alt.  Rev.  John  Ellerlon,  1870. 
385 


NATIONAL   DAYS 


432  L.M. 

GOD  of  love,  O  King  of  peace, 
Make  wars  throughout  the  world  to  cease, 
The  wrath  of  sinful  man  restrain, 
Give  peace,  O  God,  give  peace  again! 


o 


2  Remember,  Lord,  Thy  works  of  old, 
The  wonders  that  our  fathers  told; 
Remember  not  our  sin's  dark  stain, 
Give  peace,  O  God,  give  peace  again! 

3  Whom  shall  we  trust  but  Thee,  O  Lord? 
Where  rest  but  on  Thy  faithful  word? 
None  ever  called  on  Thee  in  vain, 
Give  peace,  O  God,  give  peace  again! 

4  Where  saints  and  angels  dwell  above, 
All  hearts  are  knit  in  holy  love; 

O  bind  us  in  that  heavenly  chain! 

Give  peace,  O  God,  give  peace  again!     Amen. 

Rev.  Sir  Henry  IV.  Baker,  1861. 


L' 


433  6.7.6.7.6.6.6.6. 

ORD  God,  we  worship  Thee! 
In  loud  and  happy  chorus 
We  praise  Thy  love  and  power, 
Whose  goodness  reigneth  o'er  us. 
To  heaven  our  song  shall  soar, 

Forever  shall  it  be 
Resounding  o'er  and  o'er. 
Lord  God,  we  worship  Thee! 

2  Lord  God,  we  worship  Thee! 
For  Thou  our  land  defendest; 
Thou  pourest  down  Thy  grace, 
And  strife  and  war  Thou  endest. 

386 


NATIONAL   DAYS 


Since  golden  peace,  O  Lord, 

Thou  grantest  us  to  see, 
Our  land,  with  one  accord, 

Lord  God,  gives  thanks  to  Thee! 

Lord  God,  we  worship  Thee ! 

Thou  didst  indeed  chastise  us, 
Yet  still  Thy  anger  spares, 
And  still  Thy  mercy  tries  us: 
Once  more  our  Father's  hand 

Doth  bid  our  sorrows  flee, 
And  peace  rejoice  our  land : 

Lord  God,  we  worship  Thee!     Amen. 

Johann  Franck,  1653;  Tr.  Catherine  Winkworth,  1863. 


M 


6.6.4.6.6.6.4. 
"Y  country,  't  is  of  thee, 
Sweet  land  of  liberty, 
Of  thee  I  sing; 
Land  where  my  fathers  died, 
Land  of  the  pilgrim's  pride, 
From  every  mountain  side 
Let  freedom  ring. 

2  My  native  country,  thee, 
Land  of  the  noble  free, 

Thy  name  I  love; 
I  love  thy  rocks  and  rills, 
Thy  woods  and  templed  hills ; 
My  heart  with  rapture  thrills 

Like  that  above. 

3  Let  music  swell  the  breeze, 
And  ring  from  all  the  trees 

Sweet  freedom's  song: 

387 


NATIONAL   DAYS 


Let  mortal  tongues  awake; 
Let  all  that  breathe  partake; 
Let  rocks  their  silence  break, 
The  sound  prolong. 

4  Our  fathers'  God,  to  Thee, 
Author  of  liberty, 

To  Thee  we  sing: 
Long  may  our  land  be  bright 
With  freedom's  holy  light; 
Protect  us  by  Thy  might, 

Great  God,  our  King.     Amen. 

Rev.  Samuel  F.  Smith,  1832. 


G 


435  6.6.4.6.6.6.4. 

'OD  bless  our  native  land; 
Firm  may  she  ever  stand 
Through  storm  and  night: 
When  the  wild  tempests  rave, 
Ruler  of  wind  and  wave, 
Do  Thou  our  country  save 
By  Thy  great  might. 

2  For  her  our  prayers  shall  rise 
To  God,  above  the  skies; 

On  Him  we  wait; 
Thou  Who  art  ever  nigh, 
Guarding  with  watchful  eye, 
To  Thee  aloud  we  cry, 

God  save  the  state!     Amen. 

Siegfried  A .  Mahlmann,  181 5; 
Tr.  Rev.  Charles  T.  Brooks,  1833,  Rev.  John  S.  Dwight,  184.4. 


L' 


436  cm. 

ORD,  while  for  all  mankind  we  pray, 
Of  every  clime  and  coast, 
O  hear  us  for  our  native  land, 
The  land  we  love  the  most. 

388 


NATIONAL    DAYS 


2  0  guard  our  shores  from  every  foe; 

With  peace  our  borders  bless ; 
With  prosperous  times  our  cities  crown, 
Our  fields  with  plenteousness. 

3  Unite  us  in  the  sacred  love 

Of  knowledge,  truth,  and  Thee, 
And  let  our  hills  and  valleys  shout 
The  songs  of  liberty. 

4  Here  may  religion,  pure  and  mild, 

Smile  on  our  Sabbath  hours, 
And  piety  and  virtue  bless 
The  home  of  us  and  ours. 

5  Lord  of  the  nations,  thus  to  Thee 

Our  country  we  commend ; 
Be  Thou  her  refuge  and  her  trust. 
Her  everlasting  friend.     Amen. 

Rev.  John  R.  Wreford,  1837. 


437  8.7.8.7.8.7. 

JUDGE  eternal,  throned  in  splendour, 
Lord  of  lords  and  King  of  kings, 
With  Thy  living  fire  of  judgment 
Purge  this  land  of  bitter  things; 
Solace  all  its  wide  dominion 
With  the  healing  of  Thy  wings. 

2  Still  the  weary  folk  are  pining 

For  the  hour  that  brings  release, 

And  the  city's  crowded  clangour 
Cries  aloud  for  sin  to  cease; 

And  the  homesteads  and  the  woodlands 
Plead  in  silence  for  their  peace. 

389 


NATIONAL   DAYS 


Crown,  O  God,  Thine  own  endeavour; 

Cleave  our  darkness  with  Thy  sword; 
Feed  the  faint  and  hungry  heathen 

With  the  richness  of  Thy  word; 
Cleanse  the  body  of  this  nation 

Through  the  glory  of  the  Lord.     Amen. 

Rev.  Henry  Scott  Holland,  IQ02. 


O 


438  8.7.8.7.  double. 

|NCE  to  every  man  and  nation 
Comes  the  moment  to  decide, 
In  the  strife  of  truth  with  falsehood, 

For  the  good  or  evil  side; 
Some  great  cause,  God's  new  Messiah, 

Offering  each  the  bloom  or  blight, 
And  the  choice  goes  by  forever 

Twixt  that  darkness  and  that  light. 

Then  to  side  with  truth  is  noble, 

When  we  share  her  wretched  crust, 
Ere  her  cause  bring  fame  and  profit, 

And  't  is  prosperous  to  be  just; 
Then  it  is  the  brave  man  chooses, 

While  the  coward  stands  aside 
Till  the  multitude  make  virtue 

Of  the  faith  they  had  denied. 

By  the  light  of  burning  martyrs 

Jesus'  bleeding  feet  I  track, 
Toiling  up  new  Calvaries  ever 

With  the  cross  that  turns  not  back; 
New  occasions  teach  new  duties, 

Time  makes  ancient  good  uncouth; 
They  must  upward  still  and  onward, 

Who  would  keep  abreast  of  truth. 

390 


NATIONAL   DAYS 


Though  the  cause  of  evil  prosper, 

Yet  't  is  truth  alone  is  strong; 
Though  her  portion  be  the  scaffold, 

And  upon  the  throne  be  wrong, 
Yet  that  scaffold  sways  the  future, 

And,  behind  the  dim  unknown, 
Standeth  God  within  the  shadow 

Keeping  watch  above  His  own. 

James  Russell  Lowell,  184s. 


G 


439  8s.  ten  lines. 

OD  of  the  nations.  Who  hast  led 
Thy  children  since  the  world  began. 
Through  doubt  and  struggle,  pain  and  tears. 

Unfolding  Thy  eternal  plan; 
From  countless  hilltops  as  of  old 

The  fire  upon  the  altar  flares; 
Through  countless  rites,  in  countless  tongues, 

Men  offer  their  imperfect  prayers; 
Hasten  the  time  of  our  release, 
Bring  in  Thy  reign  of  truth  and  peace. 

2  O  Jesus  Christ,  Incarnate  Son, 
Who  bore  our  flesh  that  men  might  see 

The  Vision  of  the  Perfect  Life 

Fashioned  in  their  humanity; 
By  all  Thy  words  of  heavenly  truth, 

By  all  Thy  deeds  of  mercy  wrought, 
By  all  the  passion  of  Thy  cross. 

By  the  redemption  Thou  hast  brought; 
Hasten  the  time  of  our  release, 
Bring  in  Thy  reign  of  truth  and  peace. 

3  0  Holy  Spirit,  who  dost  touch 
The  prophets  with  Thy  sacred  fire, 

Eternal  Wisdom  to  whose  light 
All  seekers  after  truth  aspire; 

391 


NATIONAL   DAYS 


Behold  the  warring  sons  of  men, 

The  helpless  by  the  strong  oppressed, 

The  truth  with  error  still  concealed, 
The  evil  grudgingly  confessed; 

Hasten  the  time  of  our  release, 

Bring  in  Thy  reign  of  truth  and  peace. 

4  O  God  Triune,  Thy  Church  to-day 

In  penitence  before  Thee  kneels, 
Mourning  her  years  of  slothful  ease, 

Her  deafness  to  the  world's  appeals; 
Divided  where  she  should  be  one, 

Enamoured  of  a  lesser  strife, 
Tithing  the  mint  and  cummin  while 

Men  perish  for  the  Bread  of  Life; 
Hasten  the  time  of  our  release, 
Bring  in  Thy  reign  of  truth  and  peace. 

5  Restore  to  us  the  vision,  Lord, 

Descend  with  fires  of  Pentecost; 
Our  tongues  unloose,  our  hearts  inflame, 

To  preach  the  Gospel  to  the  lost ; 
Here  at  Thy  feet  our  prayer  is  made, 

Here  life  and  wealth  we  dedicate; 
Thy  kingdom  come,  Thy  will  be  done, 

Lord,  Thy  anointing  we  await; 
Hasten  the  time  of  our  release, 
Bring  in  Thy  reign  of  truth  and  peace.     Amen. 

Rev.  Frederick  Edwards,  iqo(). 

440  8s.  six  lines. 

FAITH  of  our  fathers !  living  still 
In  spite  of  dungeon,  fire  and  sword: 
O  how  our  hearts  beat  high  with  joy, 
Whene'er  we  hear  that  glorious  word: 
Faith  of  our  fathers,  holy  faith! 
We  will  be  true  to  thee  till  death. 

392 


NATIONAL   DAYS 


Our  fathers,  chained  in  prisons  dark, 

Were  still  in  heart  and  conscience  free : 
How  sweet  would  be  their  children's  fate, 
If  they,  like  them,  could  die  for  Thee  1 
Faith  of  our  fathers,  holy  faith ! 
We  will  be  true  to  thee  till  death. 

Faith  of  our  fathers !  faith  and  prayer 
Shall  keep  our  country  true  to  Thee; 
And  through  the  truth  that  comes  from  God, 
Our  land  shall  then  indeed  be  free. 
Faith  of  our  fathers,  holy  faith ! 
We  will  be  true  to  thee  till  death. 

Faith  of  our  fathers!  we  will  love 

Both  friend  and  foe  in  all  our  strife: 
And  preach  thee,  too,  as  love  knows  how, 
By  kindly  deeds  and  virtuous  life. 
Faith  of  our  fathers,  holy  faith! 
We  will  be  true  to  thee  till  death. 

Rev.  Frederick  II'.  Faber,  1849,  all. 


G 


441  8s.  six  lines, 

'OD  of  our  fathers,  known  of  old, 
Lord  of  our  far-flung  battle  line, 
Beneath  Whose  awful  hand  we  hold 
Dominion  over  palm  and  pine: 
Lord  God  of  hosts,  be  with  us  yet, 
Lest  we  forget,  lest  we  forget. 

The  tumult  and  the  shouting  dies; 

The  captains  and  the  kings  depart; 
Still  stands  Thine  ancient  sacrifice. 
An  humble  and  a  contrite  heart: 
Lord  God  of  hosts,  be  with  us  yet, 
Lest  we  forget,  lest  we  forget. 

393 


OLD   AND   NEW   YEAR 


3  Far  called  our  navies  melt  away, 

On  dune  and  headland  sinks  the  fire; 
Lo,  all  our  pomp  of  yesterday 
Is  one  with  Nineveh  and  Tyre! 

Judge  of  the  nations,  spare  us  yet, 

Lest  we  forget,  lest  we  forget. 

4  If,  drunk  with  sight  of  power,  we  loose 

Wild  tongues  that  have  not  Thee  in  awe. 
Such  boastings  as  the  Gentiles  use, 
Or  lesser  breeds  without  the  law: 

Lord  God  of  hosts,  be  with  us  yet, 

Lest  we  forget,  lest  we  forget. 

5  For  heathen  heart  that  puts  her  trust 

In  reeking  tube  and  iron  shard; 
All  valiant  dust  that  builds  on  dust, 

And,  guarding,  calls  not  Thee  to  guard: 
For  frantic  boast  and  foolish  word, 
Thy  mercy  on  Thy  people,  Lord.    Amen. 

Rudyard  Kipling,  1807. 

Also  the  following 
517  Ancient  of  Days 

©lb  anb  Jleto  |?ear 

442  d.s.m. 

A  FEW  more  years  shall  roll, 
A  few  more  seasons  come, 
And  we  shall  be  with  those  that  rest 
Asleep  within  the  tomb; 
Then,  O  my  Lord,  prepare 
My  soul  for  that  great  day; 
O  wash  me  in  Thy  precious  blood, 
And  take  my  sins  away. 

394 


OLD   AND   NEW   YEAR 


A  few  more  suns  shall  set 

O'er  these  dark  hills  of  time, 
And  we  shall  be  where  suns  are  not, 

A  far  serener  clime: 

Then,  0  my  Lord,  prepare 

My  soul  for  that  blest  day; 
O  wash  me  in  Thy  precious  blood, 

And  take  my  sins  away. 

A  few  more  storms  shall  beat 

On  this  wild  rocky  shore, 
And  we  shall  be  where  tempests  cease, 

And  surges  swell  no  more: 

Then,  O  my  Lord,  prepare 

My  soul  for  that  calm  day; 
O  wash  me  in  Thy  precious  blood, 

And  take  my  sins  away. 

A  few  more  struggles  here, 

A  few  more  partings  o'er, 
A  few  more  toils,  a  few  more  tears, 

And  we  shall  weep  no  more: 

Then,  O  my  Lord,  prepare 

My  soul  for  that  bright  day; 
O  wash  me  in  Thy  precious  blood, 

And  take  my  sins  away. 

'T  is  but  a  little  while 

And  He  shall  come  again, 
Who  died  that  we  might  live,  Who  lives 

That  we  with  Him  may  reign: 

Then,  O  my  Lord,  prepare 

My  soul  for  that  glad  day; 
O  wash  me  in  Thy  precious  blood, 

And  take  my  sins  away.     Amen. 

Rev.  Horatius  Bonar,  1842. 
395 


OLD   AND   NEW  YEAR 


443  P.M. 

|AYS  and  moments  quickly  flying 
Speed  us  onward  to  the  dead: 
O  how  soon  shall  we  be  lying 
Each  within  his  narrow  bed! 


D 


2  Jesus,  merciful  Redeemer, 

Rouse  dead  souls  to  hear  Thy  voice; 
Wake,  O  wake  each  idle  dreamer 
Now  to  make  the  eternal  choice! 

3  Mark  we  whither  we  are  wending; 

Ponder  how  we  soon  must  go 
To  inherit  bliss  unending 
Or  eternity  of  woe. 

4  As  a  shadow  life  is  fleeting; 

As  a  vapour  so  it  flies: 
For  the  bygone  years  retreating, 
Pardon  grant,  and  make  us  wise; 

5  Wise  that  we  our  days  may  number, 

Strive  and  wrestle  with  our  sin; 
Stay  not  in  our  work  nor  slumber 
Till  Thy  holy  rest  we  win. 

6  Soon  before  the  Judge  all  glorious 

We  with  all  the  dead  shall  stand; 
Saviour,  over  death  victorious, 
Place  us  then  on  Thy  right  hand. 

After  third  and  sixth  verses. 

Life  passe th  soon;  death  draweth  near: 
Keep  us,  good  Lord,  till  Thou  appear; 
With  Thee  to  live,  with  Thee  to  die, 
With  Thee  to  reign  through  eternity!    Amen. 

Rev.  Edward  Caswatt,  1858. 
396 


OLD   AND   NEW   YEAR 


444  L.M. 

ING  out,  wild  bells,  to  the  wild  sky, 
The  flying  cloud,  the  frosty  light : 
The  year  is  dying  in  the  night ; 
Ring  out,  wild  bells,  and  let  him  die. 


R 


2  Ring  out  the  old,  ring  in  the  new, 

Ring,  happy  bells,  across  the  snow : 
The  year  is  going,  let  him  go; 
Ring  out  the  false,  ring  in  the  true. 

3  Ring  out  the  grief  that  saps  the  mind, 

For  those  that  here  we  see  no  more; 
Ring  out  the  feud  of  rich  and  poor, 
Ring  in  redress  to  all  mankind. 

4  Ring  out  false  pride  in  place  and  blood, 

The  civic  slander  and  the  spite; 
Ring  in  the  love  of  truth  and  right, 
Ring  in  the  common  love  of  good. 

5  Ring  out  old  shapes  of  foul  disease, 

Ring  out  the  narrowing  lust  of  gold; 
Ring  out  the  thousand  wars  of  old, 
Ring  in  the  thousand  years  of  peace. 

6  Ring  in  the  valiant  man  and  free, 

The  larger  heart,  the  kindlier  hand; 
Ring  out  the  darkness  of  the  land, 
Ring  in  the  Christ  that  is  to  be. 

Alfred,  Lord  Tennyson,  1850. 


O 


445  cm. 

GOD,  our  help  in  ages  past, 
Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 
Our  shelter  from  the  stormy  blast 
And  our  eternal  home: 

397 


OLD   AND   NEW  YEAR 


2  Under  the  shadow  of  Thy  throne 

Thy  saints  have  dwelt  secure; 
Sufficient  is  Thine  arm  alone. 
And  our  defense  is  sure. 

3  Before  the  hills  in  order  stood, 

Or  earth  received  her  frame, 
From  everlasting  Thou  art  God, 
To  endless  years  the  same. 

4  A  thousand  ages  in  Thy  sight 

Are  like  an  evening  gone; 
Short  as  the  watch  that  ends  the  night 
Before  the  rising  sun. 

5  Time,  like  an  ever-rolling  stream, 

Bears  all  its  sons  away; 
They  fly,  forgotten,  as  a  dream 
Dies  at  the  opening  day. 

6  O  God,  our  help  in  ages  past, 

Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 
Be  Thou  our  Guide  while  life  shall  last, 
And  our  eternal  home.     Amen. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts,  1719 


446  cm. 

GOD  of  Bethel,  by  Whose  hand 
Thy  people  still  are  fed ; 
Who  through  this  weary  pilgrimage 
Hast  all  our  fathers  led : 


o 


Our  vows,  our  prayers,  we  now  present 
Before  Thy  throne  of  grace: 

God  of  our  fathers,  be  the  God 
Of  their  succeeding  race. 


398 


OLD   AND    NEW   YEAR 


3  Through  each  perplexing  path  of  life 

Our  wandering  footsteps  guide; 
Give  us  each  day  our  daily  bread, 
And  raiment  fit  provide. 

4  0  spread  Thy  sheltering  wings  around, 

Till  all  our  wanderings  cease, 
And  at  our  Father's  loved  abode 
Our  souls  arrive  in  peace! 

5  Such  blessings  from  Thy  gracious  hand 

Our  humble  prayers  implore; 
And  Thou  shalt  be  our  chosen  God, 
And  portion  evermore.     Amen. 

Rev.  Philip  Doddridge,  1736;  John  Logan,  1781. 


447  7.7.7.7. 

kOR  Thy  mercy  and  Thy  grace, 
Faithful  through  another  year, 
Hear  our  song  of  thankfulness; 
Jesus,  our  Redeemer,  hear. 


F 


2  Lo!  our  sins  on  Thee  we  cast, 

Thee  our  perfect  Sacrifice; 
And,  forgetting  all  the  past, 

Press  towards  our  glorious  prize. 

3  Dark  the  future;  let  Thy  light 

Guide  us,  bright  and  morning  Star: 
Fierce  our  foes,  and  hard  the  fight; 
Arm  us,  Saviour,  for  the  war. 

4  In  our  weakness  and  distress, 

Rock  of  strength,  be  Thou  our  stay: 
In  the  pathless  wilderness 
Be  our  true  and  living  way. 

399 


OLD   AND   NEW   YEAR 


5  Who  of  us  death's  awful  road 
In  the  coming  year  shall  tread. 
With  Thy  rod  and  staff,  O  God, 
Comfort  Thou  his  dying  bed. 


6  Keep  us  faithful,  keep  us  pure, 
Keep  us  evermore  Thine  own, 
Help,  O  help  us  to  endure; 

Fit  us  for  the  promised  crown.     Amen. 

Rev.  Henry  Downton,  1841. 


J 


448  5.5.8.8.5.5. 

ESUS,  still  lead  on, 
Till  our  rest  be  won; 
And,  although  the  way  be  cheerless, 
We  will  follow,  calm  and  fearless; 

Guide  us  by  Thy  hand, 

To  our  Fatherland. 


If  the  way  be  drear, 

If  the  foe  be  near, 
Let  not  faithless  fears  o'ertake  us, 
Let  not  faith  and  hope  forsake  us; 

For  through  many  a  woe 

To  our  home  we  go. 


3       When  we  seek  relief 
From  a  long-felt  grief; 
When  temptations  come  alluring, 
Make  us  patient  and  enduring; 
Show  us  that  bright  shore 
Where  we  weep  no  more. 

400 


OLD    AND    NEW   YEAR 


4      Jesus,  still  lead  on. 
Till  our  rest  be  won : 

Heavenly  Leader,  still  direct  us. 

Still  support,  console,  protect  us. 
Till  we  safely  stand 
In  our  Fatherland.     Amen. 

Count  X.  L.  von  Zinzendorf,  1721;  Tr.  Jane  Borthwick,  1846. 


449  7.5.7.5.  double. 

FATHER,  let  me  dedicate 
All  this  year  to  Thee, 
In  whatever  worldly  state 
Thou  wilt  have  me  be : 
Not  from  sorrow,  pain,  or  care 

Freedom  dare  I  claim; 
This  alone  shall  be  my  prayer, 
Glorify  Thy  Xame. 

2  Can  a  child  presume  to  choose 

Where  or  how  to  live? 
Can  a  Father's  love  refuse 

All  the  best  to  give? 
[More  Thou  givest  every  day 

Than  the  best  can  claim. 
Xor  withhoklest  aught  that  may 

Glorify  Thy  Xame. 

3  If  in  mercy  Thou  wilt  spare 

Joys  that  yet  are  mine ; 
If  on  life,  serene  and  fair, 

Brighter  rays  may  shine; 
Let  my  glad  heart,  while  it  sings, 

Thee  in  all  proclaim, 
And,  whate'er  the  future  brings, 

Glorify  Thy  Xame. 

401 


EMBER   DAYS   AND    ORDINATION 


If  Thou  callest  to  the  cross, 

And  its  shadow  come, 
Turning  all  my  gain  to  loss, 

Shrouding  heart  and  home; 
Let  me  think  how  Thy  dear  Son 

To  His  glory  came, 
And  in  deepest  woe  pray  on, 

Glorify  Thy  Name.    Amen. 

Rev.  Laurence  Ttittiett,  1864. 


€mbtv  Bapg  anb  ©rbtnation 

450  l.m. 

LORD,  pour  Thy  Spirit  from  on  high, 
And  Thine  ordained  servants  bless; 
Graces  and  gifts  to  each  supply, 
And  clothe  Thy  priests  with  righteousness. 

2  Within  Thy  temple  when  they  stand, 

To  teach  the  truth  as  taught  by  Thee, 
Saviour,  like  stars  in  Thy  right  hand, 
Let  all  Thy  Church's  pastors  be. 

3  Wisdom,  and  zeal,  and  faith  impart, 

Firmness  and  meekness  from  above, 
To  bear  Thy  people  in  their  heart, 

And  love  the  souls  whom  Thou  dost  love; 

4  To  watch,  and  pray,  and  never  faint, 

By  day  and  night  strict  guard  to  keep, 
To  warn  the  sinner,  cheer  the  saint, 

To  feed  Thy  lambs,  and  fold  Thy  sheep. 

5  So,  when  their  work  is  finished  here, 

They  may  in  hope  their  charge  resign; 
So,  when  their  Master  shall  appear, 

They  may  with  crowns  of  glory  shine.    Amen. 

James  Montgomery,  1833. 
402 


EMBER   DAYS   AND   ORDINATION 


451  S.M. 

'E  servants  of  the  Lord, 
Each  in  your  office,  wait, 
Observant  of  His  heavenly  word, 
And  watchful  at  His  gate. 


Y 


2  Let  all  your  lamps  be  bright, 
And  trim  the  golden  flame; 
Gird  up  your  loins  as  in  His  sight, 
For  awful  is  His  Name. 


3  Watch!  't  is  your  Lord's  command, 
And  while  we  speak  He's  near; 
Mark  the  first  signal  of  His  hand, 
And  ready  all  appear. 


O  happy  servant  he 

In  such  a  posture  found; 
He  shall  his  Lord  with  rapture  see, 

And  be  with  honour  crowned. 

Rev.  Philip  Doddridge,  1755. 


452  s.m. 

EVIVE  Thy  work,  O  Lord, 
Thy  mighty  arm  make  bare; 
Speak  with  the  voice  that  wakes  the  dead, 
And  make  Thy  people  hear. 


R 


2  Revive  Thy  work,  O  Lord, 
Disturb  this  sleep  of  death ; 
Quicken  the  smouldering  embers  now 
By  Thine  almighty  breath. 


403 


EMBER   DAYS   AND    ORDINATION 


3  Revive  Thy  work,  O  Lord, 
Create  soul  thirst  for  Thee; 
And  hungering  for  the  Bread  of  life, 
O  may  our  spirits  be! 


4  Revive  Thy  work,  0  Lord, 
Exalt  Thy  precious  Name ; 
And,  by  the  Holy  Ghost,  our  love 
For  Thee  and  Thine  inflame. 


Revive  Thy  work,  O  Lord, 

And  give  refreshing  showers; 
The  glory  shall  be  all  Thine  own, 

The  blessing,  Lord,  be  ours.     Amen. 

Rev.  Albert  Midlane,  1858. 


453  l.m. 

YE  Christian  heralds,  go,  proclaim 
Salvation  in  Emmanuel's  Name: 
To  distant  climes  the  tidings  bear, 
And  plant  the  Rose  of  Sharon  there. 


2  God  shield  you  with  a  wall  of  fire, 
With  holy  zeal  your  hearts  inspire, 
Bid  raging  winds  their  fury  cease, 
And  calm  the  savage  breast  to  peace. 


And  when  our  labours  all  are  o'er, 
Then  may  we  meet  to  part  no  more, 
Meet,  with  the  ransomed  throng  to  fall, 
And  crown  the  Saviour  Lord  of  all.     Amen. 

Rev.  Bourne  H.  Draper,  1805. 
404 


EMBER   DAYS   AND    ORDINATION 


454  l.m. 

THOU  Who  makest  souls  to  shine 
With  light  from  brighter  worlds  above, 
And  droppest  glistening  dew  divine 
On  all  who  seek  a  Saviour's  love; 


o 


2  Do  Thou  Thy  benediction  give 

On  all  who  teach,  on  all  who  learn, 
That  so  Thy  Church  may  holier  live, 
And  every  lamp  more  brightly  burn. 

3  Give  those  that  teach  pure  hearts  and  wise, 

Faith,  hope,  and  love,  all  warmed  by  prayer : 
Themselves  first  training  for  the  skies, 
They  best  will  raise  their  people  there. 

4  Give  those  that  learn  the  willing  ear, 

The  spirit  meek,  the  guileless  mind; 
Such  gifts  will  make  the  lowliest  here 
Far  better  than  a  kingdom  find. 

5  O  bless  the  shepherd,  bless  the  sheep, 

That  guide  and  guided  both  be  one, 
One  in  the  faithful  watch  they  keep 
Until  this  hurrying  life  be  done. 

6  If  thus,  good  Lord,  Thy  grace  be  given, 

Our  glory  meets  us  ere  we  die; 
Before  we  upward  pass  to  heaven 
We  taste  our  immortality.    Amen. 

Bishop  John  Armstrong,  1S47. 

455  l.m. 

COME,  Holy  Ghost,  our  souls  inspire, 
And  lighten  with  celestial  fire. 

2  Thou  the  anointing  Spirit  art, 
Who  dost  Thy  sevenfold  gifts  impart. 

405 


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3  Thy  blessed  unction  from  above 
Is  comfort,  life,  and  fire  of  love. 

4  Enable  with  perpetual  light 
The  dullness  of  our  blinded  sight. 

5  Anoint  and  cheer  our  soiled  face 
With  the  abundance  of  Thy  grace. 

6  Keep  far  our  foes,  give  peace  at  home: 
Where  Thou  art  guide,  no  ill  can  come. 

7  Teach  us  to  know  the  Father,  Son, 
And  Thee  of  both  to  be  but  One, 

8  That,  through  the  ages  all  along, 
This  may  be  our  endless  song : 

9  Praise  to  Thy  eternal  merit, 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Spirit.     Amen. 

Latin;  Tr.  Bishop  John  Cosin,  1627. 


456  10.10.10.10. 

GOD  of  the  prophets!  Bless  the  prophets'  sons: 
Elijah's  mantle  o'er  Elisha  cast; 
Each  age  its  solemn  task  may  claim  but  once : 
Make  each  one  nobler,  stronger  than  the  last ! 

2  Anoint  them  prophets!  Make  their  ears  attent 
To  Thy  divinest  speech;  their  hearts  awake 
To  human  need;  their  lips  make  eloquent 
To  assure  the  right,  and  every  evil  break. 

406 


EMBER   DAYS   AND    ORDINATION 


3  Anoint  them  priests!  Strong  intercessors  they 

For  pardon,  and  for  charity  and  peace! 
Ah,  if  with  them  the  world  might  pass,  astray, 
Into  the  dear  Christ's  life  of  sacrifice! 

4  Anoint  them  kings!  Aye  kingly  kings,  O  Lord! 

Anoint  them  with  the  Spirit  of  Thy  Son: 
Theirs  not  a  jeweled  crown,  a  blood-stained  sword ; 
Theirs,  by  sweet  love,  for  Christ  a  kingdom  won. 

5  Make  them  apostles !  Heralds  of  Thy  cross, 

Forth  may  they  go  to  tell  all  realms  Thy  grace : 
Inspired  of  Thee,  may  they  count  all  but  loss, 
And  stand  at  last  with  joy  before  Thy  face. 

6  0  mighty  age  of  prophet-kings,  return! 

0  truth,  O  faith,  enrich  our  urgent  time! 
Lord  Jesus  Christ,  again  with  us  sojourn: 

A  weary  world  awaits  Thy  reign  sublime!     Amen. 

Rev.  Denis  Worlman,  1884. 

Also  the  following 

246  Thou  say'st,  "Take  up  thy  cross" 
282  On  Jordan's  bank  the  Baptist's  cry 
374  Holy  Spirit,  Truth  divine 

483  O  Spirit  of  the  living  God 

484  Christ  for  the  world  we  sing 
488  Soldiers  of  the  cross,  arise 
490  Go,  labour  on 

493  O  Master,  let  me  walk  with  Thee 
502  Lord,  speak  to  me,  that  I  may  speak 


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CHURCH   BUILDING  AND    CONSECRATION 


Cfmrci)  Putlbins  anb  Consecration 

457  8.7.8.7.8.7. 

CHRIST  is  made  the  sure  foundation, 
Christ  the  head  and  corner-stone, 
Chosen  of  the  Lord,  and  precious, 
Binding  all  the  Church  in  one; 
Holy  Sion's  help  forever, 
And  her  confidence  alone. 


2  All  that  dedicated  city, 

Dearly  loved  of  God  on  high, 

In  exultant  jubilation 
Pours  perpetual  melody; 

God  the  One  in  Three  adoring 
In  glad  hymns  eternally. 


To  this  temple,  where  we  call  Thee, 
Come,  O  Lord  of  Hosts,  to-day; 

With  Thy  wonted  loving-kindness, 
Hear  Thy  servants  as  they  pray ; 

And  Thy  fullest  benediction 
Shed  within  its  walls  alway. 


Here  vouchsafe  to  all  Thy  servants 
What  they  ask  of  Thee  to  gain, 

What  they  gain  from  Thee,  forever 
With  the  blessed  to  retain, 

And  hereafter  in  Thy  glory 

Evermore  with  Thee  to  reign.     Amen. 

Anon.,  Latin,  7th  cent.;  Tr.  Rev.  John  Mason  Neale,  1861. 
408 


CHURCH   BUILDING   AND    CONSECRATION 


458  6.6.6.6.8.8. 

CHRIST  is  our  corner-stone, 
On  Him  alone  we  build : 
With  His  true  saints  alone 

The  courts  of  heaven  are  filled; 
On  His  great  love  our  hopes  we  place, 
Of  present  grace  and  joys  above. 

2  O  then  with  hymns  of  praise 

These  hallowed  courts  shall  ring; 
Our  voices  we  will  raise 

The  Three  in  One  to  sing, 
And  thus  proclaim  in  joyful  song, 
Both  loud  and  long,  that  glorious  Name. 

3  Here,  gracious  God,  do  Thou 

Forevermore  draw  nigh; 
Accept  each  faithful  vow, 

And  mark  each  suppliant  sigh; 
In  copious  shower  on  all  who  pray, 
Each  holy  day  Thy  blessings  pour. 

4  Here  may  we  gain  from  heaven 

The  grace  which  we  implore ; 
And  may  that  grace,  once  given, 

Be  with  us  evermore; 
Until  that  day  when  all  the  blest 
To  endless  rest  are  called  away.     Amen. 

Anon.,  Latin,  ylh  cent.;  Tr.  Rev.  John  Chandler,  1837. 


J 


459  l.m. 

ESUS !  where'er  Thy  people  meet, 
There  they  behold  Thy  mercy-seat; 
Where'er  they  seek  Thee,  Thou  art  found, 
And  every  place  is  hallowed  ground. 

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2  And  since  within  no  walls  confined, 
Thou  dwellest  in  the  humble  mind : 
Let  all  within  Thy  house  who  come, 
Departing,  take  Thee  to  their  home. 

3  Yet  everywhere  Thou  guid'st  Thine  own 
To  raise  for  Thee  an  earthly  throne; 
And  where  Thy  Name  Thou  dost  record, 
There  Thou  wilt  come  and  bless  them,  Lord! 

4  Great  Shepherd  of  Thy  chosen  few, 
Thy  former  mercies  here  renew; 
And  here  to  wayward  hearts  proclaim 
The  sweetness  of  Thy  saving  Name ! 

5  Here  may  we  prove  the  might  of  prayer, 
To  strengthen  faith  and  sweeten  care: 
To  teach  our  faint  desires  to  rise, 

And  bring  all  heaven  before  our  eyes! 

6  Here  to  the  babe  newborn  on  earth, 
Grant  Thou  the  newer,  better  birth ; 
By  water  and  the  Holy  Ghost 
Restoring  all  that  Adam  lost. 

7  Here  to  the  weary,  hungry  soul, 

Give  Thou  the  gift  that  maketh  whole; 
The  bread  that  is  Christ's  flesh,  for  food, 
The  wine  that  is  the  Saviour's  blood. 

8  Lord,  we  are  few,  but  Thou  art  near; 
Nor  short  Thine  arm,  nor  deaf  Thine  ear; 
O  rend  the  heavens,  come  quickly  down, 

And  make  a  thousand  hearts  Thine  own!     Amen. 

William  Cow  per,  176  q,  alt. 
410 


CHURCH   BUILDING  AND    CONSECRATION 


460  l.m. 

LL  things  are  Thine;  no  gift  have  we, 
Lord  of  all  gifts,  to  offer  Thee; 
And  hence  with  grateful  hearts  to-day 
Thine  own  before  Thy  feet  we  lay. 


A' 


2  Thy  will  was  in  the  builders'  thought; 
Thy  hand  unseen  amidst  us  wrought ; 
Through  mortal  motive,  scheme,  and  plan, 
Thy  wise  eternal  purpose  ran. 

3  In  weakness  and  in  want  we  call 

On  Thee  for  whom  the  heavens  are  small; 
Thy  glory  is  thy  children's  good, 
Thy  joy  Thy  tender  Fatherhood. 

4  O  Father,  deign  these  walls  to  bless; 
Fill  with  Thy  love  their  emptiness; 
And  let  their  door  a  gateway  be 

To  lead  us  from  ourselves  to  Thee.     Amen. 

John  G.  Whittier,  1872. 

461  8.5.8.5.8.7. 

ANGEL  voices,  ever  singing 
Round  Thy  throne  of  light: 
Angel  harps,  forever  ringing, 

Rest  not  day  nor  night; 
Thousands  only  live  to  bless  Thee, 
And  confess  Thee  Lord  of  might. 

2  Lord,  we  know  Thy  love  rejoices 
O'er  each  work  of  Thine; 
Thou  didst  ears,  and  hands,  and  voices 

For  Thy  praise  combine ; 
Craftsman's  art  and  music's  measure 
For  Thy  pleasure  didst  design. 

411 


CHURCH   BUILDING  AND    CONSECRATION 


3  Here,  great  God,  to-day  we  offer 

Of  Thine  own  to  Thee; 
And  for  Thine  acceptance  proffer, 

All  unworthily, 
Hearts  and  minds,  and  hands  and  voices, 

In  our  choicest  melody. 

4  Honour,  glory,  might,  and  merit, 

Thine  shall  ever  be! 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Spirit, 

Blessed  Trinity! 
Of  the  best  that  Thou  hast  given, 

Earth  and  heaven  render  Thee.     Amen. 

Rev.  Francis  Pott,  1861. 

Also  the  following 

201  Spirit  divine,  attend  our  prayers 

464  The  Church's  one  foundation 

465  We  love  the  place,  0  God 


o 


THE  BURIAL  GROUND 
462  8s.  six  lines. 

THOU  in  Whom  Thy  saints  repose, 
When  life's  brief  conflict  finds  its  close, 
Behold  us  met  before  Thy  face 
To  hallow  this  their  resting-place: 
Safe  are  the  souls  whom  Thou  dost  keep; 
And  safely  here  their  dust  shall  sleep. 

Thou  knowest,  Lord,  for  Thou  hast  wept 
Beside  the  tomb  where  Lazarus  slept, 
What  tears  must  flow,  what  hearts  must  bleed, 
When  here  we  sow  the  precious  seed : 
Thou  still  rememberest,  on  Thy  throne, 
Thy  garden  grave  and  sealed  stone. 

412 


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3  Bid  then  Thy  hosts  encamp  around 
This  chosen  spot  of  holy  ground : 
Here  let  calm  hope  with  memory  dwell, 
And  faith  of  heavenly  comfort  tell: 
No  thought  of  ill,  no  footstep  rude, 
Profane  the  sacred  solitude. 

4  Here  when  Thy  mourners  shall  repair 
In  lonely  grief  and  trembling  prayer, 
Lift  Thou  sad  hearts  and  streaming  eyes 
To  those  fair  glades  of  Paradise, 
Where  safe  within  the  guarded  gate 
Thy  ransomed  souls  in  patience  wait. 

5  And  when  the  valley,  thick  with  corn, 
Shall  laugh  to  see  Thy  harvest-morn, 
Here  may  the  angel  reapers  find 
Full  many  a  sheaf  for  Thee  to  bind, 
And  in  Thy  golden  garner  store, 

Our  fruit  of  tears  forevermore.     Amen. 

Rev.  John  Ellerton,  1870. 

Also  the  following 
166  The  grave  itself  a  garden  is 


413 


THE    CHURCH   MILITANT 


V.  THE  CHURCH 
Efje  Cfjurrf)  Jffltlttant 

463  6.6.6.6.8.8. 

ONE  sole  baptismal  sign, 
One  Lord,  below,  above, 
One  faith,  one  hope  divine, 

One  only  watchword,  Love: 
From  different  temples  though  it  rise, 
One  song  ascendeth  to  the  skies. 

2  Our  sacrifice  is  one, 

One  Priest  before  the  throne, 
The  slain,  the  risen  Son, 

Redeemer,  Lord  alone! 
And  sighs  from  contrite  hearts  that  spring, 
Our  chief,  our  choicest  offering. 

3  Head  of  Thy  Church  beneath, 

The  Catholic,  the  true, 
On  all  her  members  breathe, 

Her  broken  frame  renew! 
Then  shall  Thy  perfect  will  be  done, 
When  Christians  love  and  live  as  one.     Amen. 

[George  Robinson,  1842. 

464  7.6.7.6.  double. 

THE  Church's  one  foundation 
Is  Jesus  Christ  her  Lord ; 
She  is  His  new  creation 
By  water  and  the  word: 

414 


THE    CHURCH   MILITANT 


From  heaven  He  came  and  sought  her 

To  be  His  holy  Bride; 
With  His  own  Blood  He  bought  her, 

And  for  her  life  He  died. 

Elect  from  every  nation, 

Yet  one  o'er  all  the  earth, 
Her  charter  of  salvation, 

One  Lord,  one  Faith,  one  Birth; 
One  holy  Name  she  blesses, 

Partakes  one  holy  food, 
And  to  one  hope  she  presses, 

With  every  grace  endued. 

Though  with  a  scornful  wonder 

Men  see  her  sore  opprest, 
By  schisms  rent  asunder, 

By  heresies  distrest; 
Yet  saints  their  watch  are  keeping, 

Their  cry  goes  up,  "How  long?" 
And  soon  the  night  of  weeping 

Shall  be  the  morn  of  song. 

Mid  toil  and  tribulation, 

And  tumult  of  her  war, 
She  waits  the  consummation 

Of  peace  forevermore; 
Till  with  the  vision  glorious 

Her  longing  eyes  are  blest, 
And  the  great  Church  victorious 

Shall  be  the  Church  at  rest. 

Yet  she  on  earth  hath  union 
With  God  the  Three  in  One, 

And  mystic  sweet  communion 
With  those  whose  rest  is  won. 


415 


THE    CHURCH   MILITANT 


0  happy  ones  and  holy! 

Lord,  give  us  grace  that  we 
Like  them,  the  meek  and  lowly, 

On  high  may  dwell  with  Thee.     Amen. 

Rev.  Samuel  J.  Stone,  1866. 

465  6.6.6.6. 

WE  love  the  place,  O  God, 
Wherein  Thine  honour  dwells; 
The  joy  of  Thine  abode 
All  other  joy  excels. 

2  We  love  the  house  of  prayer, 

Wherein  Thy  servants  meet; 
For  Thou,  0  Lord,  art  there 
Thy  chosen  ones  to  greet. 

3  We  love  the  sacred  font, 

Wherein  the  holy  Dove 
Bestows,  as  ever  wont, 
His  blessing  from  above. 

4  We  love  Thine  altar,  Lord, 

Its  mysteries  revere; 
For  there  in  faith  adored, 
We  find  Thy  presence  near. 

5  We  love  Thy  holy  word, 

The  lamp  Thou  gav'st  to  guide 
All  wanderers  home,  O  Lord, 
Home  to  their  Father's  side. 

6  Then  let  us  sing  the  love 

To  us  so  freely  given, 
Until  we  sing  above 

The  triumph  song  of  heaven !     Amen. 

Dean  William  Bullock,  1854,  alt. 
416 


THE    CHURCH   MILITANT 


466  10.10.10.10. 

RISE,  crowned  with  light,  imperial  Salem,  rise! 
Exalt  thy  towering  head  and  lift  thine  eyes! 
See  heaven  its  sparkling  portals  wide  display, 
And  break  upon  thee  in  a  flood  of  day. 

2  See  a  long  race  thy  spacious  courts  adorn: 
See  future  sons,  and  daughters  yet  unborn, 
In  crowding  ranks  on  every  side  arise, 
Demanding  life,  impatient  for  the  skies. 

3  See  barbarous  nations  at  thy  gates  attend, 
Walk  in  thy  light,  and  in  thy  temple  bend : 

See  thy  bright  altars  thronged  with  prostrate  kings, 
While  every  land  its  joyous  tribute  brings. 

4  The  seas  shall  waste,  the  skies  to  smoke  decay, 
Rocks  fall  to  dust,  and  mountains  melt  away; 
But  fixed  His  word,  His  saving  power  remains; 
Thy  realms  shall  last,  thy  own  Messiah  reigns. 

Alexander  Pope,  171 2. 


P 


467  7s.  eight  lines. 

ILEASANT  are  Thy  courts  above, 
In  the  land  of  light  and  love; 
Pleasant  are  Thy  courts  below, 
In  this  land  of  sin  and  woe. 
O  my  spirit  longs  and  faints 
For  the  converse  of  Thy  saints, 
For  the  brightness  of  Thy  face, 
For  Thy  fullness,  God  of  grace ! 

Happy  birds  that  sing  and  fly 
Round  Thy  altars,  O  Most  High! 
Happier  souls  that  find  a  rest 
In  a  heavenly  Father's  breast! 

417 


THE    CHURCH   MILITANT 


Like  the  wandering  dove,  that  found 
No  repose  on  earth  around, 
They  can  to  their  ark  repair 
And  enjoy  it  ever  there. 


3  Happy  souls!  their  praises  flow 
Ever  in  this  vale  of  woe; 
Waters  in  the  desert  rise, 
Manna  feeds  them  from  the  skies: 
On  they  go  from  strength  to  strength 
Till  they  reach  Thy  throne  at  length, 
At  Thy  feet  adoring  fall, 
Who  hast  led  them  safe  through  all. 


Lord,  be  mine  this  prize  to  win; 

Guide  me  through  a  world  of  sin; 

Keep  me  by  Thy  saving  grace; 

Give  me  at  Thy  side  a  place. 

Sun  and  shield  alike  Thou  art; 

Guide  and  guard  my  erring  heart. 

Grace  and  glory  flow  from  Thee; 

Shower,  O  shower  them,  Lord,  on  me!     Amen. 

Rev.  Henry  F.  Lyte,  1834. 


468  8.7.8.7.  double. 

GLORIOUS  things  of  thee  are  spoken, 
Sion,  city  of  our  God ; 
He  Whose  word  cannot  be  broken, 
Formed  thee  for  His  own  abode; 
On  the  Rock  of  Ages  founded, 

What  can  shake  thy  sure  repose? 
With  salvation's  walls  surrounded, 
Thou  mayst  smile  at  all  thy  foes. 

418 


THE    CHURCH    MILITANT 


2  See,  the  streams  of  living  waters 

Springing  from  eternal  love, 
Well  supply  thy  sons  and  daughters, 

And  all  fear  of  want  remove. 
Who  can  faint,  when  such  a  river 

Ever  will  their  thirst  assuage? 
Grace  which,  like  the  Lord,  the  giver, 

Never  fails  from  age  to  age. 

3  Round  each  habitation  hovering, 

See  the  cloud  and  fire  appear 
For  a  glory  and  a  covering, 

Showing  that  the  Lord  is  near. 
Thus  deriving  from  their  banner, 

Light  by  night,  and  shade  by  day, 
Safe  they  feed  upon  the  manna, 

Which  He  gives  them  when  they  pray. 

4  Blest  inhabitants  of  Sion, 

Washed  in  the  Redeemer's  blood ! 
Jesus,  Whom  their  souls  rely  on, 

Makes  them  kings  and  priests  to  God. 
'T  is  His  love  His  people  raises 

Over  self  to  reign  as  kings: 
And  as  priests,  His  solemn  praises 

Each  for  a  thank-offering  brings. 

Rev.  John  Newton,  177Q,  alt. 

469  11.11.11.5. 

LORD  of  our  life,  and  God  of  our  salvation, 
Star  of  our  night,  and  hope  of  every  nation, 
Hear  and  receive  Thy  Church's  supplication, 
Lord  God  Almighty. 

2  See  round  Thine  Ark  the  hungry  billows  curling! 
See  how  Thy  foes  their  banners  are  unfurling! 
Lord,  while  their  darts  envenomed  they  are  hurling, 
Thou  canst  preserve  us. 

419 


THE   CHURCH   MILITANT 


3  Lord,  Thou  canst  help  when  earthly  armour  faileth; 
Lord,  Thou  canst  save  when  deadly  sin  assaileth; 
Lord,  o'er  Thy  Rock  nor  death  nor  hell  prevaileth: 

Grant  us  Thy  peace,  Lord! 

4  Peace,  in  our  hearts,  our  evil  thoughts  assuaging, 
Peace,  in  Thy  Church,  where  brothers  are  engaging, 
Peace,  when  the  world  its  busy  war  is  waging; 

Calm  Thy  foes  raging! 

5  Grant  us  Thy  help  till  backward  they  are  driven; 
Grant  them  Thy  truth,  that  they  may  be  forgiven; 
Grant  peace  on  earth,  and  after  we  have  striven, 

Peace  in  Thy  heaven.     Amen. 

Philip  Pusey,  1840;  based  on  Malthaus  A .  von  Ldwenstem,  1644. 


470  cm. 

'ITY  of  God,  how  broad  and  far 
Outspread  thy  walls  sublime! 
The  true  thy  chartered  freemen  are 
Of  every  age  and  clime. 


c 


2  One  holy  Church,  one  army  strong, 

One  steadfast  high  intent, 
One  working  band,  one  harvest  song, 
One  King  omnipotent! 

3  How  purely  hath  thy  speech  come  down 

From  man's  primeval  youth; 
How  grandly  hath  thine  empire  grown 
Of  freedom,  love,  and  truth! 

4  How  gleam  thy  watchflres  through  the  night 

With  never-fainting  ray ! 
How  rise  thy  towers,  serene  and  bright, 
To  meet  the  dawning  day ! 

420 


THE    CHURCH   MILITANT 


In  vain  the  surge's  angry  shock, 
In  vain  the  drifting  sands: 

Unharmed  upon  the  eternal  Rock 
The  eternal  city  stands. 

Rev.  Samuel  Johnson,  i860. 


All  CM. 

WHERE  are  kings  and  empires  now 
Of  old  that  went  and  came? 
But,  Lord,  Thy  Church  is  praying  yet, 
A  thousand  years  the  same. 


o 


2  We  mark  her  goodly  battlements, 

And  her  foundations  strong; 
WTe  hear  \vithin  the  solemn  voice 
Of  her  unending  song. 

3  For  not  like  kingdoms  of  the  world 

Thy  holy  Church,  0  God, 
Though  earthquake  shocks  are  threatening  her, 
And  tempests  are  abroad; 

4  Unshaken  as  eternal  hills, 

Immovable  she  stands, 
A  mountain  that  shall  fill  the  earth, 
A  house  not  made  by  hands. 

Bishop  Arthur  Cleveland  Coxe,  1830,  cento. 


472  l.m. 

TRIUMPHANT  Sion,  lift  thy  head 
From  dust,  and  darkness,  and  the  dead! 
Though  humbled  long,  awake  at  length, 
And  gird  thee  with  thy  Saviour's  strength. 

421 


LITANY   OF   THE    CHURCH 


2  Put  all  thy  beauteous  garments  on, 
And  let  thy  excellence  be  known : 
Decked  in  the  robes  of  righteousness, 
The  world  thy  glories  shall  confess. 

3  No  more  shall  foes  unclean  invade, 
And  fill  thy  hallowed  walls  with  dread ; 
No  more  shall  hell's  insulting  host 
Their  victory  and  thy  sorrows  boast. 

4  God  from  on  high  has  heard  thy  prayer, 
His  hand  thy  ruins  shall  repair: 

Nor  will  thy  watchful  Monarch  cease 
To  guard  thee  in  eternal  peace. 

Rev.  Philip  Doddridge,  1755,  alt. 


Many  of  tfje  Cfjurcft 
473  7.7.7.6. 

JESUS,  with  Thy  Church  abide, 
Be  her  Saviour,  Lord,  and  Guide,  . 
While  on  earth  her  faith  is  tried : 
We  beseech  Thee,  hear  us. 


2  Keep  her  life  and  doctrine  pure, 
Help  her,  patient  to  endure, 
Trusting  in  Thy  promise  sure : 

We  beseech  Thee,  hear  us. 


3  May  her  voice  be  ever  clear, 
Warning  of  a  judgment  near, 
Telling  of  a  Saviour  dear: 

We  beseech  Thee,  hear  us. 

422 


LITANY   OF   THE   CHURCH 


4  All  her  fettered  powers  release, 
Bid  our  strife  and  envy  cease, 
Grant  the  heavenly  gift  of  peace : 

We  beseech  Thee,  hear  us. 

5  May  she  one  in  doctrine  be, 
One  in  truth  and  charity, 
Winning  all  to  faith  in  Thee: 

We  beseech  Thee,  hear  us. 

6  May  she  guide  the  poor  and  blind, 
Seek  the  lost  until  she  find, 

And  the  broken-hearted  bind : 

We  beseech  Thee,  hear  us. 

7  Save  her  love  from  growing  cold, 
Make  her  watchmen  strong  and  bold, 
Fence  her  round,  Thy  peaceful  fold: 

We  beseech  Thee,  hear  us. 

8  May  her  priests  Thy  people  feed, 
Shepherds  of  the  flock  indeed, 
Ready,  where  Thou  calPst,  to  lead: 

We  beseech  Thee,  hear  us. 

9  Judge  her  not  for  work  undone, 
Judge  her  not  for  fields  unwon, 
Bless  her  works  in  Thee  begun: 

We  beseech  Thee,  hear  us. 

10  All  that  she  has  lost,  restore, 
May  her  strength  and  zeal  be  more 
Than  in  brightest  days  of  yore : 

We  beseech  Thee,  hear  us. 

1 1  Raise  her  to  her  calling  high, 
Let  the  nations  far  and  nigh 
Hear  Thy  heralds'  warning  cry: 

We  beseech  Thee,  hear  us. 


423 


MISSIONS 

12  May  her  lamp  of  truth  be  bright, 
Bid  her  bear  aloft  its  light 
Through  the  realms  of  heathen  night: 

We  beseech  Thee,  hear  us. 

13  May  her  scattered  children  be 
From  reproach  of  evil  free, 
Blameless  witnesses  for  Thee: 

We  beseech  Thee,  hear  us. 

14  May  she  holy  triumphs  win, 
Overthrow  the  hosts  of  sin, 
Gather  all  the  nations  in: 

We  beseech  Thee,  hear  us. 

15  May  she  soon  all  glorious  be, 
Spotless  and  from  wrinkle  free, 
Pure,  and  bright,  and  worthy  Thee: 

We  beseech  Thee,  hear  us.     Amen. 

Rev.  Thomas  B.  Pollock,  187 1. 

Also  the  following 

105  Thy  kingdom  come,  O  God 

481  Lord,  her  watch  Thy  Church  is  keeping 

ZEfje  Cfmrci):  Jfflt&Sion* 

474  P.M. 

OSION,  haste,  thy  mission  high  fulfilling, 
To  tell  to  all  the  world  that  God  is  Light; 
That  He  Who  made  all  nations  is  not  willing 
One  soul  should  perish,  lost  in  shades  of  night: 
Publish  glad  tidings; 

Tidings  of  peace; 
Tidings  of  Jesus, 

Redemption  and  release. 

424 


MISSIONS 

2  Behold  how  many  thousands  still  are  lying 

Bound  in  the  darksome  prison-house  of  sin, 
With  none  to  tell  them  of  the  Saviour's  dying, 
Or  of  the  life  He  died  for  them  to  win. 
Publish,  etc. 

3  'T  is  thine  to  save  from  peril  of  perdition 

The  souls  for  whom  the  Lord  His  life  laid  down; 
Beware  lest,  slothful  to  fulfill  thy  mission, 

Thou  lose  one  jewel  that  should  deck  His  crown. 
Publish,  etc. 

4  Proclaim  to  every  people,  tongue,  and  nation 

That  God,  in  Whom  they  live  and  move,  is  Love: 
Tell  how  He  stooped  to  save  His  lost  creation, 
And  died  on  earth  that  man  might  live  above. 
Publish,  etc. 

5  Give  of  thy  sons  to  bear  the  message  glorious; 

Give  of  thy  wealth  to  speed  them  on  their  way, 
Pour  out  thy  soul  for  them  in  prayer  victorious; 
And  all  Thou  spendest  Jesus  will  repay. 
Publish,  etc. 

6  He  comes  again!   O  Sion,  ere  Thou  meet  Him, 

Make  known  to  every  heart  His  saving  grace; 
Let  none  whom  He  hath  ransomed  fail  to  greet  Him, 
Through  thy  neglect,  unfit  to  see  His  face. 
Publish,  etc. 

Mrs.  Mary  A.  Thomson,  1S70. 

475  7.6.7.6.  double. 

THE  morning  fight  is  breaking; 
The  darkness  disappears; 
The  sons  of  earth  are  waking, 
To  penitential  tears; 

425 


MISSIONS 

Each  breeze  that  sweeps  the  ocean, 
Brings  tidings  from  afar, 

Of  nations  in  commotion, 
Prepared  for  Sion's  war. 


2  See  heathen  nations  bending 

Before  the  God  we  love, 
And  thousand  hearts  ascending 

In  gratitude  above ; 
While  sinners  now  confessing, 

The  Gospel  call  obey, 
And  seek  the  Saviour's  blessing, 

A  nation  in  a  day. 


Blest  river  of  salvation! 

Pursue  thy  onward  way; 
Flow  thou  to  every  nation, 

Nor  in  thy  richness  stay: 
Stay  not  till  all  the  lowly 

Triumphant  reach  their  home ; 
Stay  not  till  all  the  holy 

Proclaim,  "The  Lord  is  come!" 

Rev.  Samuel  F.  Smith,  1832. 


476  7.6.7.6.  double. 

FROM  Greenland's  icy  mountains, 
From  India's  coral  strand, 
Where  Afric's  sunny  fountains 
Roll  down  their  golden  sand; 
From  many  an  ancient  river, 
From  many  a  palmy  plain, 
They  call  us  to  deliver 

Their  land  from  error's  chain. 

426 


MISSIONS 

2  What  though  the  spicy  breezes 

Blow  soft  o'er  Ceylon's  isle; 
Though  ever>T  prospect  pleases, 

And  only  man  is  vile : 
In  vain  with  lavish  kindness 

The  gifts  of  God  are  strown; 
The  heathen  in  his  blindness 

Bows  down  to  wood  and  stone. 

3  Can  we,  whose  souls  are  lighted 

With  wisdom  from  on  high; 
Can  we  to  men  benighted 

The  lamp  of  life  deny? 
Salvation,  O  salvation! 

The  joyful  sound  proclaim, 
Till  each  remotest  nation 

Has  learnt  Messiah's  Name. 

4  Waft,  waft,  ye  winds,  His  story, 

And  you,  ye  waters,  roll. 
Till,  like  a  sea  of  glory, 

It  spreads  from  pole  to  pole: 
Till  o'er  our  ransomed  nature, 

The  Lamb  for  sinners  slain, 
Redeemer,  King,  Creator, 

In  bliss  returns  to  reign. 

Bishop  Reginald  Heber,  i8iq. 

477  7.6.7.6.  double. 

HASTEN  the  time  appointed, 
By  prophets  long  foretold, 
When  all  shall  dwell  together, 
One  Shepherd  and  one  Fold. 
Let  every  idol  perish. 

To  moles  and  bats  be  thrown, 
And  every  prayer  be  offered 
To  God  in  Christ  alone. 

427 


MISSIONS 

Let  Jew  and  Gentile,  meeting 

From  many  a  distant  shore, 
Around  one  altar  kneeling, 

One  common  Lord  adore. 
Let  all  that  now  divides  us 

Remove  and  pass  away, 
Like  shadows  of  the  morning 

Before  the  blaze  of  day. 


Let  all  that  now  unites  us 

More  sweet  and  lasting  prove, 
A  closer  bond  of  union, 

In  a  blest  land  of  love. 
Let  war  be  learned  no  longer, 

Let  strife  and  tumult  cease, 
All  earth  His  blessed  kingdom, 

The  Lord  and  Prince  of  Peace. 


4  O  long-expected  dawning, 

Come  with  thy  cheering  ray! 
When  shall  the  morning  brighten, 

The  shadows  flee  away? 
O  sweet  anticipation! 

It  cheers  the  watchers  on, 
To  pray,  and  hope,  and  labour, 

Till  the  dark  night  be  gone.     Amen. 

Jane  Borthwick,  i8$q. 


478  8.7.8.7.  double. 

SAVIOUR,  sprinkle  many  nations; 
Fruitful  let  Thy  sorrows  be; 
By  Thy  pains  and  consolations 
Draw  the  Gentiles  unto  Thee! 

428 


MISSIONS 

2  Of  Thy  cross  the  wondrous  story, 
Be  it  to  the  nations  told; 
Let  them  see  Thee  in  Thy  glory 
And  Thy  mercy  manifold. 


3  Far  and  wide,  though  all  unknowing, 
Pants  for  Thee  each  mortal  breast, 
Human  tears  for  Thee  are  flowing, 
Human  hearts  in  Thee  would  rest. 


4  Thirsting  as  for  dews  of  even, 

As  the  new-mown  grass  for  rain, 
Thee  they  seek  as  God  of  heaven, 
Thee  as  Man  for  sinners  slain. 


5  Saviour,  lo!  the  isles  are  waiting! 

Stretched  the  hand  and  strained  the  sight, 
For  Thy  Spirit,  new  creating, 

Love's  pure  flame,  and  wisdom's  light. 


Give  the  word,  and  of  the  preacher 
Speed  the  foot  and  touch  the  tongue, 

Till  on  earth  by  every  creature 

Glory  to  the  Lamb  be  sung !     Amen. 

Bishop  Arthur  Cleveland  Coxe,  1851. 


479  l.m. 

JESUS  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 
Doth  his  successive  journeys  run; 
His  kingdom  stretch  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  moons  shall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 

429 


MISSIONS 

2  To  Him  shall  endless  prayer  be  made, 
And  praises  throng  to  crown  His  head; 
His  Name  like  sweet  perfume  shall  rise 
With  every  morning  sacrifice. 

3  People  and  realms  of  every  tongue 
Dwell  on  His  love  with  sweetest  song; 
And  infant  voices  shall  proclaim 
Their  early  blessings  on  His  Name. 

4  Blessings  abound  where'er  He  reigns; 
The  prisoner  leaps  to  burst  his  chains, 
The  weary  find  eternal  rest, 

And  all  the  sons  of  want  are  blest. 

5  Let  every  creature  rise  and  bring 
Peculiar  honours  to  our  King; 
Angels  descend  with  songs  again, 

And  earth  repeat  the  loud  Amen.     Amen. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts,  1719. 


480  l.m. 

RM  of  the  Lord,  awake!  awake! 
Put  on  Thy  strength !  the  nations  shake ! 
And  let  the  world  adoring  see 
Triumphs  of  mercy  wrought  by  Thee. 


A1 


2  Say  to  the  heathen  from  Thy  throne, 
I  am  Jehovah,  God  alone: 

Thy  voice  their  idols  shall  confound, 
And  cast  their  altars  to  the  ground. 

3  Let  Sion's  time  of  favour  come; 
O  bring  the  tribes  of  Israel  home; 
And  let  our  wondering  eyes  behold 
Gentiles  and  Jews  in  Jesus'  Fold. 

430 


MISSIONS 

Almighty  God.  Thy  grace  proclaim 

In  every  clime,  of  every  name; 

Let  adverse  powers  before  Thee  fall, 

And  crown  the  Saviour  Lord  of  all.     Amen. 

William  Shrubsole,  1795. 


481  8.7.8.7.  double. 

LORD,  her  watch  Thy  Church  is  keeping: 
When  shall  earth  Thy  rule  obey? 
When  shall  end  the  night  of  weeping? 

When  shall  break  the  promised  day? 
See  the  whitening  harvest  languish, 

Waiting  still  the  labourers'  toil; 
Was  it  vain,  Thy  Son's  deep  anguish? 
Shall  the  Strong  retain  the  spoil? 


Tidings,  sent  to  every  creature, 

Millions  yet  have  never  heard : 
Can  they  hear  without  a  preacher? 

Lord  almighty,  give  the  word ! 
Give  the  word !  in  every  nation 

Let  the  Gospel  trumpet  sound, 
Witnessing  a  world's  salvation, 

To  the  earth's  remotest  bound. 


Then  the  end!  Thy  Church  completed. 

All  Thy  chosen  gathered  in, 
With  their  King  in  glory  seated, 

Satan  bound,  and  banished  sin; 
Gone  forever  parting,  weeping, 

Hunger,  sorrow,  death,  and  pain; 
Lo!  her  watch  Thy  Church  is  keeping; 

Come,  Lord  Jesus,  come  to  reign!     Amen. 

Rev.  Henry  Dounton,  1867. 
431 


MISSIONS 

482  l.m. 

^LING  out  the  banner!  let  it  float 
Skyward  and  seaward,  high  and  wide; 
The  sun  that  lights  its  shining  folds, 
The  cross,  on  which  the  Saviour  died. 


F' 


2  Fling  out  the  banner!  angels  bend 

In  anxious  silence  o'er  the  sign; 
And  vainly  seek  to  comprehend 
The  wonder  of  the  love  divine. 

3  Fling  out  the  banner!  heathen  lands 

Shall  see  from  far  the  glorious  sight, 
And  nations,  crowding  to  be  born, 
Baptize  their  spirits  in  its  light. 

4  Fling  out  the  banner!  sin-sick  souls 

That  sink  and  perish  in  the  strife, 
Shall  touch  in  faith  its  radiant  hem, 
And  spring  immortal  into  life. 

5.  Fling  out  the  banner!  let  it  float 

Skyward  and  seaward,  high  and  wide, 
Our  glory,  only  in  the  cross; 
Our  only  hope,  the  Crucified ! 

6  Fling  out  the  banner!  wide  and  high, 
Seaward  and  skyward,  let  it  shine: 
Nor  skill,  nor  might,  nor  merit  ours; 
We  conquer  only  in  that  sign. 

Bishop  George  W.  Doane,  1848. 


O 


483  l.m. 

SPIRIT  of  the  living  God, 
In  all  Thy  plenitude  of  grace, 
Where'er  the  foot  of  man  hath  trod, 
Descend  on  our  apostate  race. 

432 


MISSIONS 

2  Give  tongues  of  fire  and  hearts  of  love, 

To  preach  the  reconciling  word; 
Give  power  and  unction  from  above, 
Whene'er  the  joyful  sound  is  heard. 

3  Be  darkness,  at  Thy  coming,  light; 

Confusion,  order,  in  Thy  path; 
Souls  without  strength  inspire  with  might, 
Bid  mercy  triumph  over  wrath. 

4  Convert  the  nations !  far  and  nigh 

The  triumphs  of  the  cross  record; 
The  Name  of  Jesus  glorify, 

Till  every  people  call  Him  Lord.     Amen. 

James  Montgomery,  1823. 

484  6.6.4.6.6.6.4. 

CHRIST  for  the  world  we  sing! 
The  world  to  Christ  we  bring, 
With  loving  zeal; 
The  poor,  and  them  that  mourn, 
The  faint  and  overborne, 
Sin-sick  and  sorrow-worn, 
Whom  Christ  doth  heal. 

2  Christ  for  the  world  we  sing! 
The  world  to  Christ  we  bring, 

With  fervent  prayer; 
The  wayward  and  the  lost. 
By  restless  passions  tossed, 
Redeemed  at  countless  cost, 

From  dark  despair. 

3  Christ  for  the  world  we  sing! 
The  world  to  Christ  we  bring, 

Writh  one  accord; 

433 


MISSIONS 

With  us  the  work  to  share, 
With  us  reproach  to  dare, 
With  us  the  cross  to  bear, 
For  Christ  our  Lord. 

4  Christ  for  the  world  we  sing! 
The  world  to  Christ  we  bring, 

With  joyful  song; 
The  newborn  souls,  whose  days, 
Reclaimed  from  error's  ways, 
Inspired  with  hope  and  praise, 

To  Christ  belong. 

Rev.  Samuel  Wolcott,  i86q. 

485  7.5.7.5.7.7. 

LET  the  song  go  round  the  earth, 
Jesus  Christ  is  Lord ! 
Sound  His  praises,  tell  His  worth, 

Be  His  Name  adored; 
Every  clime  and  every  tongue 
.   Join  the  grand,  the  glorious  song! 

2  Let  the  song  go  round  the  earth ! 

From  the  eastern  sea, 
Where  the  daylight  has  its  birth, 

Glad,  and  bright,  and  free! 
China's  millions  join  the  strains, 
Waft  them  on  to  India's  plains. 

3  Let  the  song  go  round  the  earth ! 

Lands  where  Islam's  sway 
Darkly  broods  o'er  home  and  hearth, 

Cast  their  bonds  away! 
Let  His  praise  from  Afric's  shore 
Rise  and  swell  her  wide  lands  o'er. 

434 


MISSIONS 

4  Let  the  song  go  round  the  earth! 

Where  the  summer  smiles; 
Let  the  notes  of  holy  mirth 

Break  from  distant  isles! 
Inland  forests,  dark  and  dim, 
Icebound  coasts  give  back  the  hymn. 

5  Let  the  song  go  round  the  earth  — 

Jesus  Christ  is  King! 
With  the  story  of  His  worth 

Let  the  whole  world  ring! 
Him  creation  all  adore 
Evermore  and  evermore.    Amen. 

Sarah  G.  Stock,  1898. 

486  p.m. 

GOD  is  working  His  purpose  out, 
As  year  succeeds  to  year: 
God  is  working  His  purpose  out, 

And  the  time  is  drawing  near  — 
Nearer  and  nearer  draws  the  time, 
The  time  that  shall  surely  be, 
When  the  earth  shall  be  filled  with  the  glory  of  God, 
As  the  waters  cover  the  sea. 

2  From  utmost  east  to  utmost  west, 

Where'er  man's  foot  hath  trod, 
By  the  mouth  of  many  messengers 

Goes  forth  the  voice  of  God; 
Give  ear  to  Me,  ye  continents  — 

Ye  isles,  give  ear  to  Me, 
That  the  earth  shall  be  rilled  with  the  glory  of  God, 

As  the  waters  cover  the  sea. 

3  What  can  we  do  to  work  God's  work, 

To  prosper  and  increase 
The  brotherhood  of  all  mankind  — 
The  reign  of  the  Prince  of  Peace? 

435 


MISSIONS 

What  can  we  do  to  hasten  the  time, 
The  time  that  shall  surely  be, 
When  the  earth  shall  be  filled  with  the  glory  of  God. 
As  the  waters  cover  the  sea. 

4  March  we  forth  in  the  strength  of  God, 

With  the  banner  of  Christ  unfurled, 
That  the  light  of  the  glorious  gospel  of  truth 

May  shine  throughout  the  world : 
Fight  we  the  fight  with  sorrow  and  sin 

To  set  their  captives  free, 
That  the  earth  shall  be  filled  with  the  glory  of  God, 

As  the  waters  cover  the  sea. 

5  All  we  can  do  is  nothing  worth, 

Unless  God  blesses  the  deed; 
Vainly  we  hope  for  the  harvest  tide, 

Till  God  gives  life  to  the  seed; 
Yet  nearer  and  nearer  draws  the  time, 

The  time  that  shall  surely  be, 
When  the  earth  shall  be  filled  with  the  glory  of  God, 

As  the  waters  cover  the  sea. 

Arthur  C.  Ainger,  18Q4. 


487  L.M. 

[OON  may  the  last  glad  song  arise 
Through  all  the  millions  of  the  skies, 
That  song  of  triumph  which  records 
That  all  the  earth  is  now  the  Lord's. 


s 


Let  thrones  and  powers  and  kingdoms  be 
Obedient,  mighty  God,  to  Thee; 
And  over  land  and  stream  and  main 
Wave  Thou  the  scepter  of  Thy  reign. 


436 


BROTHERHOOD    AND    SERVICE 


3  0  that  the  anthem  now  might  swell. 
And  host  to  host  the  triumph  tell 
That  not  one  rebel  heart  remains. 
But  over  all  the  Saviour  reigns!     Amen. 

ribed  to  Mrs.  Yokes,  1816. 

A I  so  the  following 

54  Hark!  the  glad  sound!  the  Saviour  comes 

55  Come.  Thou  long-expected  Jesus 
66  0  come.  0  come.  Emmanuel 

85  The  Son  of  God  goes  forth  to  war 
100  Light  of  those  whose  dreary  dwelling 

105  Thy  kingdom  come.  0  God 

106  Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night 
190  Crown  Him  with  many  crowns 
192  Alleluia!  sing  to  Jesus 

238  Thy  life  was  given  for  me 

282  On  Jordan's  bank  the  Baptist's  cry 

468  Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken 

494  Where  cross  the  crowded  ways  of  life 

528  Onward,  Christian  soldiers 


Jirotfjertoob  anb  ikrbice 

488  7.7.7.7. 

SOLDIERS  of  the  cross,  arise! 
Gird  you  with  your  armour  bright! 
Mighty  are  your  enemies. 

Hard  the  battle  ye  must  right. 

2  O'er  a  faithless  fallen  world. 

Raise  your  banner  in  the  sky ! 
Let  it  float  there  wide  unfurled ! 
Bear  it  onward!  lift  it  high! 

437 


BROTHERHOOD   AND    SERVICE 


3  Mid  the  homes  of  want  and  woe, 

Strangers  to  the  living  Word, 
Let  the  Saviour's  herald  go! 
Let  the  voice  of  hope  be  heard! 

4  Where  the  shadows  deepest  lie, 

Carry  truth's  unsullied  ray! 
Where  are  crimes  of  blackest  dye, 
There  the  saving  sign  display! 

5  To  the  weary  and  the  worn 

Tell  of  realms  where  sorrows  cease! 
To  the  outcast  and  forlorn 
Speak  of  mercy  and  of  peace ! 

6  Guard  the  helpless !  seek  the  strayed ! 

Comfort  troubles!  banish  grief! 
In  the  might  of  God  arrayed, 
Scatter  sin  and  unbelief ! 

7  Be  the  banner  still  unfurled, 

Still  unsheathed  the  Spirit's  sword, 
Till  the  kingdoms  of  the  world 
Are  the  kingdom  of  the  Lord ! 

Bishop  W.  Walsham  lloiv,  1864. 


489  s.m. 

>LEST  be  the  tie  that  binds 
Our  hearts  in  Jesus'  love: 
The  fellowship  of  Christian  minds 
Is  like  to  that  above. 


B 


Before  our  Father's  throne 

We  pour  united  prayers; 
Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims  are  one; 

Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 


438 


BROTHERHOOD   AND    SERVICE 


3  We  share  our  mutual  woes, 

Our  mutual  burdens  bear; 
And  often  for  each  other  flows 
The  sympathizing  tear. 

4  When  we  at  death  must  part, 

Not  like  the  world's,  our  pain; 
But  one  in  Christ,  and  one  in  heart, 
We  part  to  meet  again. 

5  From  sorrow,  toil,  and  pain, 

And  sin,  we  shall  be  free; 
And  perfect  love  and  friendship  reign 
Throughout  eternity. 

Rev.  John  Fawcett,  1782. 


490  l.m. 

'0,  labour  on!  spend  and  be  spent! 
Thy  joy  to  do  the  Father's  will; 
It  is  the  way  the  Master  went; 

Should  not  the  servant  tread  it  still? 


G 


2  Go,  labour  on!  't  is  not  for  naught; 

Thine  earthly  loss  is  heavenly  gain; 
Men  heed  thee,  love  thee,  praise  thee  not; 
The  Master  praises:  what  are  men? 

3  Go,  labour  on!  enough,  while  here, 

If  He  shall  praise  thee,  if  He  deign 
The  willing  heart  to  mark  and  cheer: 
No  toil  for  Him  shall  be  in  vain. 

4  Go,  labour  on,  while  it  is  day! 

The  world's  dark  night  is  hastening  on: 
Speed,  speed  thy  work!  cast  sloth  away! 
It  is  not  thus  that  souls  are  won. 

439 


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5  Toil  on!  faint  not!  keep  watch,  and  pray! 
Be  wise  the  erring  soul  to  win! 
Go  forth  into  the  world's  highway! 
Compel  the  wanderer  to  come  in ! 


Toil  on,  and  in  thy  toil  rejoice! 

For  toil  comes  rest,  for  exile  home; 
Soon  shalt  thou  hear  the  Bridegroom's  voice, 

The  midnight  peal,  "Behold,  I  come!" 

Rev.  Horatius  Bonar,  1843. 


491  10s.  six  lines. 

ETERNAL  Ruler  of  the  ceaseless  round 
Of  circling  planets  singing  on  their  way, 
Guide  of  the  nations  from  the  night  profound 

Into  the  glory  of  the  perfect  day, 
Rule  in  our  hearts,  that  we  may  ever  be 
Guided  and  strengthened  and  upheld  by  Thee. 


We  are  of  Thee,  the  children  of  Thy  love, 
The  brothers  of  Thy  well-beloved  Son; 

Descend,  O  Holy  Spirit,  like  a  dove 

Into  our  hearts,  that  we  may  be  as  one; 

As  one  with  Thee,  to  Whom  we  ever  tend, 

As  one  with  Him,  our  Brother  and  our  Friend. 


We  would  be  one  in  hatred  of  all  wrong, 
One  in  our  love  of  all  things  sweet  and  fair, 

One  with  the  joy  that  breaketh  into  song, 
One  with  the  grief  that  trembles  into  prayer, 

One  in  the  power  that  makes  Thy  children  free 

To  follow  truth,  and  thus  to  follow  Thee. 

440 


BROTHERHOOD    AND    SERVICE 


4  O  clothe  us  with  Thy  heavenly  armour,  Lord, 
Thy  trusty  shield,  Thy  sword  of  love  divine: 

Our  inspiration  be  Thy  constant  word ; 
We  ask  no  victories  that  are  not  Thine. 

Give  or  withhold,  let  pain  or  pleasure  be; 

Enough  to  know  that  we  are  serving  Thee.    Amen . 

Rev.  John  W.  Chadwick,  1864. 


492  cm. 

GOD  of  truth,  Whose  living  Word 
Upholds  whate'er  hath  breath, 
Look  down  on  Thy  creation,  Lord, 
Enslaved  by  sin  and  death. 


o 


2  Set  up  Thy  standard,  Lord,  that  we 

Who  claim  a  heavenly  birth 
May  march  with  Thee  to  smite  the  lies 
That  vex  Thy  groaning  earth. 

3  Ah!  would  we  join  that  blest  array, 

And  follow  in  the  might 
Of  Him,  the  Faithful  and  the  True, 
In  raiment  clean  and  white! 


4  We  fight  for  truth,  we  fight  for  God, 
Poor  slaves  of  lies  and  sin! 
He  who  would  fight  for  Thee  on  earth 
Must  first  be  true  within. 


Then,  God  of  truth  for  Whom  we  long, 
Thou  Who  wilt  hear  our  prayer, 

Do  Thine  own  battle  in  our  hearts, 
And  slay  the  falsehood  there. 

441 


BROTHERHOOD   AND    SERVICE 


6  Still  smite,  still  burn,  till  naught  is  left 
But  God's  own  truth  and  love; 
Then,  Lord,  as  morning  dew  come  down. 
Rest  on  us  from  above. 


7  Yea,  come;  then,  tried  as  in  the  fire, 
From  every  lie  set  free, 
Thy  perfect  truth  shall  dwell  in  us, 
And  we  shall  live  in  Thee.     Amen. 

Thomas  Hughes,  185Q. 


493  l.m. 

MASTER,  let  me  walk  with  Thee 
In  lowly  paths  of  service  free; 
Tell  me  Thy  secret;  help  me  bear 
The  strain  of  toiL  the  fret  of  care. 


o 


2  Help  me  the  slow  of  heart  to  move 
By  some  clear,  winning  word  of  love; 
Teach  me  the  wayward  feet  to  stay, 
And  guide  them  in  the  homeward  way. 


3  Teach  me  Thy  patience ;  still  with  Thee 
In  closer,  dearer  company, 
In  work  that  keeps  faith  sweet  and  strong, 
In  trust  that  triumphs  over  wrong, 


In  hope  that  sends  a  shining  ray 
Far  down  the  future's  broadening  way, 
In  peace  that  only  Thou  canst  give, 
With  Thee,  0  Master,  let  me  live.     Amen. 

Rev.  Washington  Gladden,  187Q. 
442 


BROTHERHOOD    AND    SERVICE 


494  l.m 

WHERE  cross  the  crowded  ways  of  life, 
Where  sound  the  cries  of  race  and  clan, 
Above  the  noise  of  selfish  strife, 
We  hear  Thy  voice,  O  Son  of  man. 

2  In  haunts  of  wretchedness  and  need, 

On  shadowed  thresholds  dark  with  fears, 
From  paths  where  hide  the  lures  of  greed, 
We  catch  the  vision  of  Thy  tears. 

3  From  tender  childhood's  helplessness, 

From  woman's  grief,  man's  burdened  toil, 
From  famished  souls,  from  sorrow's  stress, 
Thy  heart  hath  never  known  recoil. 

4  The  cup  of  water  given  for  Thee 

Still  holds  the  freshness  of  Thy  grace; 
Yet  long  these  multitudes  to  see 
The  sweet  compassion  of  Thy  face. 

5  O  Master,  from  the  mountain  side, 

Make  haste  to  heal  these  hearts  of  pain; 
Among  these  restless  throngs  abide, 
O  tread  the  city's  streets  again; 

6  Till  sons  of  men  shall  learn  Thy  love, 

And  follow  where  Thy  feet  have  trod; 
Till  glorious  from  Thy  heaven  above, 
Shall  come  the  city  of  our  God.     Amen. 

Rev.  Frank  Mason  North,  1905. 

495  7.6.7.6.  double. 

O  BROTHERS,  lift  your  voices, 
Triumphant  songs  to  raise; 
Till  heaven  on  high  rejoices, 
And  earth  is  filled  with  praise. 

443 


BROTHERHOOD   AND    SERVICE 


Ten  thousand  hearts  are  bounding 

With  holy  hopes  and  free; 
The  Gospel  trump  is  sounding, 

The  trump  of  Jubilee. 

O  Christian  brothers,  glorious 

Shall  be  the  conflict's  close: 
The  cross  hath  been  victorious, 

And  shall  be  o'er  its  foes. 
Faith  is  our  battle  token: 

Our  Leader  all  controls; 
Our  trophies,  fetters  broken; 

Our  captives,  ransomed  souls. 

Not  unto  us:  Lord  Jesus, 

To  Thee  all  praise  be  due! 
Whose  blood-bought  mercy  frees  us, 

Has  freed  our  brethren  too. 
Not  unto  us :  in  glory 

The  angels  catch  the  strain, 
And  cast  their  crowns  before  Thee 

Exultingly  again. 

Captain  of  our  salvation, 

Thy  presence  we  adore: 
Praise,  glory,  adoration 

Be  Thine  forevermore! 
Still  on  in  conflict  pressing 

On  Thee  Thy  people  call, 
Thee,  King  of  kings  confessing, 

Thee,  crowning  Lord  of  all.     Amen. 

Bishop  Edivard  II.  Bickcrstcth,  1S48. 


O 


496  cm. 

LORD,  and  Master  of  us  all, 
Whate'er  our  name  or  sign, 
We  own  Thy  sway,  we  hear  Thy  call, 
We  test  our  lives  by  Thine. 

444 


BROTHERHOOD   AND    SERVICE 


2  Thou  judgest  us;  Thy  purity 

Doth  all  our  lusts  condemn; 
The  love  that  draws  us  nearer  Thee 
Is  hot  with  wrath  to  them; 

3  Our  thoughts  lie  open  to  Thy  sight; 

And  naked  to  Thy  glance 

Our  secret  sins  are  in  the  light 

Of  Thy  pure  countenance. 

4  Yet  weak  and  blinded  though  we  be, 

Thou  dost  our  service  own; 
We  bring  our  varying  gifts  to  Thee, 
And  Thou  rejectest  none. 

5  To  Thee  our  full  humanity, 

Its  joys  and  pains  belong; 
The  wrong  of  man  to  man  on  Thee 
Inflicts  a  deeper  wrong. 

6  Who  hates,  hates  Thee;  who  loves,  becomes 

Therein  to  Thee  allied: 
All  sweet  accords  of  hearts  and  homes 
In  Thee  are  multiplied. 

7  Apart  from  Thee  all  gain  is  loss, 

All  labour  vainly  done; 
The  solemn  shadow  of  the  cross 
Is  better  than  the  sun.     Amen. 

John  G.  Whitticr,  1856. 


R' 


497  s.m. 

ISE  up,  O  men  of  God! 
Have  done  with  lesser  things, 
Give  heart,  and  soul,  and  mind,  and  strength 
To  serve  the  King  of  kings. 

445 


BROTHERHOOD    AND    SERVICE 


2  Rise  up,  O  men  of  God ! 

His  kingdom  tarries  long. 
Bring  in  the  day  of  brotherhood 
And  end  the  night  of  wrong. 

3  Rise  up,  O  men  of  God ! 

The  Church  for  you  doth  wait, 
Her  strength  unequal  to  her  task  — 
Rise  up,  and  make  her  great! 

4  Lift  high  the  cross  of  Christ! 

Tread  where  His  feet  have  trod. 
As  brothers  of  the  Son  of  man, 
Rise  up,  0  men  of  God! 

Rev.  William  Pierson  Merrill,  ign. 
Copyright,  ion,  by  "  The  Continent." 

498  4.10.10.10.4. 

COME,  labour  on. 
Who  dares  stand  idle  on  the  harvest  plain, 
While  all  around  him  waves  the  golden  grain? 
And  to  each  servant  does  the  Master  say, 
"Go  work  to-day." 

2  Come,  labour  on. 

Claim  the  high  calling  angels  cannot  share  — 
To  young  and  old  the  gospel  gladness  bear  : 
Redeem  the  time;  its  hours  too  swiftly  fly. 
The  night  draws  nigh. 

3  Come,  labour  on. 

The  enemy  is  watching  night  and  day, 
To  sow  the  tares,  to  snatch  the  seed  away; 
While  we  in  sleep  our  duty  have  forgot, 
He  slumbered  not. 

446 


BROTHERHOOD    AND    SERVICE 


4  Come,  labour  on. 

Away  with  gloomy  doubts  and  faithless  fear! 
No  arm  so  weak  but  may  do  service  here : 
By  feeblest  agents  may  our  God  fulfill 
His  righteous  will. 

5  Come,  labour  on. 

No  time  for  rest,  till  glows  the  western  sky, 
While  the  long  shadows  o'er  our  pathway  lie, 
And  a  glad  sound  comes  with  the  setting  sun, 
"  Servants,  well  done." 

Jane  Borthwick,  185Q. 


O' 


499  d.c.m. 

,UR  Father!  Thy  dear  Name  doth  show 
The  greatness  of  Thy  love; 
All  are  Thy  children  here  below 

As  in  Thy  heaven  above. 
One  family  on  earth  are  we 

Throughout  its  widest  span: 
O  help  us  everywhere  to  see 
The  brotherhood  of  man. 

Alike  we  share  Thy  tender  care; 

We  trust  one  heavenly  Friend; 
Before  one  mercy-seat  in  prayer 

In  confidence  we  bend; 
Alike  we  hear  Thy  loving  call; 

One  heavenly  vision  scan, 
One  Lord,  one  faith,  one  hope  for  all, 

The  brotherhood  of  man. 

Bring  in,  we  pray,  the  glorious  day 

When  battle  cries  are  stilled; 
When  bitter  strife  is  swept  away 

And  hearts  with  love  are  filled. 

447 


BROTHERHOOD    AND    SERVICE 


O  help  us  banish  pride  and  wrong, 

Which  since  the  world  began 
Have  marred  its  peace;  help  us  make  strong 

The  brotherhood  of  man. 

Close  knit  the  warm  fraternal  tie 

That  makes  the  whole  world  one; 
Our  discords  change  to  harmony 

Like  angel-songs  begun: 
At  last,  upon  that  brighter  shore 

Complete  Thy  glorious  plan, 
And  heaven  shall  crown  forevermore 

The  brotherhood  of  man.    Amen. 

Rev.  Charles  II.  Richards,  igio. 


M 


500  6.4.6.4.6.6.4. 

ASTER,  no  offering, 
Costly  and  sweet, 
May  we,  like  Magdalene, 

Lay  at  Thy  feet; 
Yet  may  love's  incense  rise, 
Sweeter  than  sacrifice, 
Dear  Lord,  to  Thee. 

Daily  our  lives  would  show 

Weakness  made  strong, 
Toilsome  and  gloomy  ways 

Brightened  with  song; 
Some  deeds  of  kindness  done, 
Some  souls  by  patience  won, 

Dear  Lord,  to  Thee. 

Some  word  of  hope,  for  hearts 

Burdened  with  fears, 
Some  balm  of  peace,  for  eyes 

Blinded  with  tears: 

448 


BROTHERHOOD    AND    SERVICE 


Some  dews  of  mercy  shed, 
Some  wayward  footstep  led, 
Dear  Lord,  to  Thee. 

Thus,  in  Thy  service,  Lord, 

Till  eventide 
Closes  the  day  of  life, 

May  we  abide. 
And  when  earth's  labours  cease, 
Bid  us  depart  in  peace, 

Dear  Lord,  to  Thee.     Amen. 

Rev.  Edwin  P.  Parker,  1888. 


W 


501  p.m. 

HEN  wilt  Thou  save  the  people? 
O  God  of  mercy,  when? 
Not  kings  and  lords,  but  nations ! 

Not  thrones  and  crowns,  but  men! 
Flowers  of  Thy  heart,  O  God,  are  they; 
Let  them  not  pass,  like  weeds,  away, 
Their  heritage  a  sunless  day, 
God  save  the  people ! 

2  Shall  crime  bring  crime  forever, 
Strength  aiding  still  the  strong? 

Is  it  Thy  will,  O  Father, 

That  man  shall  toil  for  wrong? 
"No,"  say  Thy  mountains;  "No,"  Thy  skies; 
Man's  clouded  sun  shall  brightly  rise. 
And  songs  be  heard  instead  of  sighs; 
God  save  the  people ! 

3  When  wilt  Thou  save  the  people? 
O  God  of  mercy,  when? 

The  people,  Lord,  the  people, 

Not  thrones  and  crowns,  but  men ! 

449 


BROTHERHOOD    AND    SERVICE 


God  save  the  people;  Thine  they  are, 
Thy  children,  as  Thy  angels  fair; 
From  vice,  oppression,  and  despair, 
God  save  the  people !     Amen. 

Ebenezcr  Elliott,  1850. 


502  l.m. 

ORD,  speak  to  me,  that  I  may  speak, 
In  living  echoes  of  Thy  tone; 
As  Thou  hast  sought,  so  let  me  seek, 
Thy  erring  children  lost  and  lone. 


L' 


2  0  lead  me,  Lord,  that  I  may  lead 

The  wandering  and  the  wavering  feet; 

0  feed  me,  Lord,  that  I  may  feed 

Thy  hungering  ones  with  manna  sweet. 

3  O  strengthen  me,  that  while  I  stand 

Firm  on  the  Rock,  and  strong  in  Thee, 

1  may  stretch  out  a  loving  hand 

To  wrestlers  with  the  troubled  sea. 

4  O  teach  me,  Lord,  that  I  may  teach 

The  precious  things  Thou  dost  impart; 
And  wing  my  words,  that  they  may  reach 
The  hidden  depths  of  many  a  heart. 

5  O  give  Thine  own  sweet  rest  to  me, 

That  I  may  speak  with  soothing  power 
A  word  in  season,  as  from  Thee, 
To  weary  ones  in  needful  hour. 

6  O  fill  me  with  Thy  fullness,  Lord, 

Until  my  very  heart  o'erflow 
In  kindling  thought  and  glowing  word, 
Thy  love  to  tell,  Thy  praise  to  show. 

450 


BROTHERHOOD    AND    SERVICE 


7  O  use  me,  Lord,  use  even  me, 

Just  as  Thou  wilt,  and  when,  and  where; 
Until  Thy  blessed  face  I  see, 

Thy  rest,  Thy  joy,  Thy  glory  share.     Amen. 

Frances  R.  Haver  gal,  1872. 

503  cm. 

THROUGH  Him,  Who  all  our  sickness  felt, 
Who  all  our  sorrows  bare, 
Through  Him,  in  Whom  Thy  fullness  dwelt, 
We  lift  to  Thee  our  prayer. 

2  Help  us  to  help  each  other,  Lord, 

Each  other's  burdens  bear; 
Let  each  his  friendly  aid  afford, 
To  soothe  another's  care. 

3  Help  us  to  build  each  other  up, 

Help  us  ourselves  to  prove; 
Increase  our  faith,  confirm  our  hope, 
And  perfect  us  in  love. 

4  Complete  at  length  Thy  work  of  grace, 

And  take  us  to  Thy  rest, 
Among  the  saints  who  see  Thy  face, 
To  be  forever  blest.     Amen. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley,  1782,  cento. 


O 


504  l.m. 

GOD  of  mercy!  hearken  now; 
Before  Thy  throne  we  humbly  bow; 
With  heart  and  voice  to  Thee  we  cry 
For  all  on  earth  who  suffering  lie. 

451 


BROTHERHOOD   AND    SERVICE 


2  We  seek  Thee  where  Thou  dweU'st  on  high, 
Beyond  the  glittering,  starry  sky: 

We  find  Thee  where  Thou  dwell  st  below 
Beside  the  beds  of  want  and  woe. 

3  Be  ours  the  hearts  and  hands  to  bless 
The  sorrowing  sons  of  wretchedness; 
Send  Thou  the  help  we  cannot  give; 
Bid  dying  souls  arise  and  live. 

4  O  let  the  healing  waters  spring, 
Touched  by  Thy  pitying  angel's  wing; 
With  quickening  power  new  strength  impart 
To  palsied  will,  to  withered  heart. 

5  Where  poverty  in  pain  must  lie, 
Where  little  suffering  children  cry, 
Bid  us  haste  forth  as  called  by  Thee, 
And  in  Thy  poor,  Thyself  to  see. 

6  Be  Thou,  0  God  eternal,  blest, 
Thy  holy  Name  on  earth  confest ! 
Echo  Thy  praise  from  every  shore 
Forever  and  forevermore.     Amen. 

Emily  V.  Clark,  1891. 

Also  the  following 

99  Hail  to  the  Lord's  Anointed 

105  Thy  kingdom  come,  O  God 

125  Lord,  as  to  Thy  dear  cross  we  flee 

181  O  Jesus,  crowned  with  all  renown 

267  Jesus  calls  us;  o'er  the  tumult 

280  O  Son  of  God,  our  Captain  of  salvation 

300  Lo!  what  a  cloud  of  witnesses 

307  O  't  was  a  joyful  sound  to  hear 

312  God  of  mercy,  God  of  grace 

334  Thou,  Who  at  Thy  first  Eucharist  didst  pray 

536  Stand  up,  stand  up  for  Jesus 

537  Through  the  night  of  doubt  and  sorrow 

452 


TEMPERANCE 


temperance 

505  8.8.8.7. 

FATHER,  Who  on  man  dost  shower 
Gifts  of  plenty  from  Thy  dower, 
To  Thy  people  give  the  power 
All  Thy  gifts  to  use  aright. 

2  Give  pure  happiness  in  leisure, 
Temperance  in  every  pleasure, 
Holy  use  of  earthly  treasure, 

Bodies  clear  and  spirits  bright. 

3  Lift  from  this  and  every  nation 
All  that  brings  us  degradation;    . 
Quell  the  forces  of  temptation; 

Put  Thine  enemies  to  flight. 

4  Be  with  us,  Thy  strength  supplying, 
That  with  energy  undying, 

Every  foe  of  man  defying, 

We  may  rally  to  the  fight. 

5  Thou  Who  art  our  Captain,  ever 
Lead  us  on  to  great  endeavour; 
May  Thy  Church  the  world  deliver, 

Give  us  wisdom,  courage,  might. 

6  Father,  Who  hast  sought  and  found  us, 
Son  of  God,  Whose  love  has  bound  us, 
Holy  Ghost,  within  us,  round  us, 

Hear  us,  Godhead  infinite.     Amen. 

Rev.  Percy  Dearmer,  iqo6. 

Also  the  following 
215  Jesus,  my  strength,  my  hope 

453 


THE    CHURCH   TRIUMPHANT 


B 


Cfje  Cfmrcf)  GTriumpfjant 

506  8.7.8.7.8.7. 

LESSED  city,  heavenly  Salem, 
Vision  dear  of  peace  and  love, 
Who  of  living  stones  art  builded 
In  the  height  of  heaven  above, 
And,  with  angel  hosts  encircled, 
As  a  bride  dost  earthward  move; 


From  celestial  realms  descending, 
Bridal  glory  round  thee  shed, 

Meet  for  Him  Whose  love  espoused  thee, 
To  thy  Lord  shalt  thou  be  led; 

All  thy  streets  and  all  thy  bulwarks 
Of  pure  gold  are  fashioned. 


Bright  thy  gates  of  pearl  are  shining, 

They  are  open  evermore; 
And  by  virtue  of  His  merits 

Thither  faithful  souls  do  soar, 
Who,  for  Christ's  dear  Name,  in  this  world 

Pain  and  tribulation  bore. 


Many  a  blow  and  biting  sculpture 
Polished  well  those  stones  elect, 

In  their  places  now  compacted 
By  the  heavenly  Architect, 

Who  therewith  hath  willed  forever 
That  His  palace  should  be  decked. 

454 


THE    CHURCH  TRIUMPHANT 


Laud  and  honour  to  the  Father, 

Laud  and  honour  to  the  Son, 
Laud  and  honour  to  the  Spirit, 

Ever  Three,  and  ever  One, 
Consubstantial,  Co-eternal, 

While  unending  ages  run.     Amen. 

Latin,  c.  yth  cent.;  Tr.  Rev.  John  Mason  Neale,  1851. 


L 


507  8.7.8.7.8.7. 

IGHT'S  abode,  celestial  Salem, 
Vision  whence  true  peace  doth  spring, 
Brighter  than  the  heart  can  fancy, 

Mansion  of  the  highest  King; 
O  how  glorious  are  the  praises 
Which  of  thee  the  prophets  sing! 

There  forever  and  forever 

Alleluia  is  outpoured; 
For  unending,  for  unbroken 

Is  the  feast-day  of  the  Lord ; 
All  is  pure  and  all  is  holy 

That  within  Thy  walls  is  stored. 

There  no  cloud  nor  passing  vapour 

Dims  the  brightness  of  the  air; 
Endless  noonday,  glorious  noonday, 

From  the  Sun  of  suns  is  there; 
There  no  night  brings  rest  from  labour, 

For  unknown  are  toil  and  care. 

O  how  glorious  and  resplendent, 

Fragile  body,  shalt  thou  be, 
When  endued  with  so  much  beauty, 

Full  of  health,  and  strong,  and  free, 
Full  of  vigour,  full  of  pleasure 

That  shall  last  eternally! 

455 


THE    CHURCH   TRIUMPHANT 


Now  with  gladness,  now  with  courage, 

Bear  the  burden  on  thee  laid, 
That  hereafter  these  thy  labours 

May  with  endless  gifts  be  paid, 
And  in  everlasting  glory 

Thou  with  brightness  be  arrayed. 

Latin,  15th  cent.;  Tr.  Rev.  John  Mason  Neale,  1858. 


(Doxology  as  on  previous  page.) 

508  7.6.7.6. 

HEAVENLY  Jerusalem, 
Of  everlasting  halls, 
Thrice  blessed  are  the  people 
Thou  storest  in  Thy  walls. 


o 


2  Thou  art  the  golden  mansion, 

Where  saints  forever  sing, 
The  seat  of  God's  own  chosen, 
The  palace  of  the  King. 

3  There  God  forever  sitteth, 

Himself  of  all  the  crown; 
The  Lamb,  the  Light  that  shine th, 
And  never  goeth  down. 

4  Naught  to  this  seat  approacheth 

Their  sweet  peace  to  molest; 
They  sing  their  God  forever, 
Nor  day  nor  night  they  rest. 

5  Sure  hope  doth  thither  lead  us; 

Our  longings  thither  tend ; 
May  short-lived  toil  ne'er  daunt  us 
For  joys  that  cannot  end. 

456 


THE    CHURCH   TRIUMPHANT 


6  To  Christ,  the  Sun  that  lightens 
His  Church  above,  below; 
To  Father,  and  to  Spirit 

All  things  created  bow.     Amen. 

Tr.  Rev.  Isaac  Williams,  183Q. 


509  D.C.M 

MOTHER  dear,  Jerusalem, 
When  shall  I  come  to  thee? 
When  shall  my  sorrows  have  an  end? 
Thy  joys  when  shall  I  see? 


o 


2  O  happy  harbour  of  God's  saints! 

O  sweet  and  pleasant  soil! 
In  thee  no  sorrow  can  be  found, 
Nor  grief,  nor  care,  nor  toil. 

3  No  murky  cloud  o'ershadows  thee, 

Nor  gloom,  nor  darksome  night; 
But  every  soul  shines  as  the  sun; 
For  God  Himself  gives  light. 

4  O  my  sweet  home,  Jerusalem, 

Thy  joys  when  shall  I  see? 
The  King  that  sitteth  on  thy  throne 
In  His  felicity? 

5  Thy  gardens  and  thy  goodly  walks 

Continually  are  green, 
Where  grow  such  sweet  and  pleasant  flowers 
As  nowhere  else  are  seen. 

Right  through  thy  streets,  with  silver  sound, 

The  living  waters  flow, 
And  on  the  banks,  on  either  side, 

The  trees  of  life  do  grow. 

457 


THE   CHURCH   TRIUMPHANT 


7  Those  trees  forevermore  bear  fruit, 

And  evermore  do  spring: 
There  evermore  the  angels  are, 
And  evermore  do  sing. 

8  Jerusalem,  my  happy  home, 

Would  God  I  were  in  thee! 
Would  God  my  woes  were  at  an  end, 
Thy  joys  that  I  might  see !     Amen. 

"F.  B.  P.,"  1583. 


510  7.6.7.6.  double. 

FOR  thee,  0  dear,  dear  country, 
Mine  eyes  their  vigils  keep; 
For  very  love  beholding 

Thy  holy  name,  they  weep. 
The  mention  of  thy  glory 
Is  unction  to  the  breast, 
And  medicine  in  sickness, 
And  love,  and  life,  and  rest. 

2  O  one,  O  only  mansion! 

O  Paradise  of  joy! 
Where  tears  are  ever  banished 

And  smiles  have  no  alloy; 
Thy  loveliness  oppresses 

All  human  thought  and  heart, 
And  none,  O  Peace,  0  Sion, 

Can  sing  thee  as  thou  art. 

3  With  jasper  glow  thy  bulwarks, 

Thy  streets  with  emeralds  blaze; 
The  sardius  and  the  topaz 
Unite  in  thee  their  rays; 

458 


THE    CHURCH   TRIUMPHANT 


Thine  ageless  walls  are  bonded 
With  amethyst  unpriced; 

The  saints  build  up  thy  fabric, 
And  the  corner-stone  is  Christ. 


4  The  cross  is  all  thy  splendour, 

The  Crucified  thy  praise; 
His  laud  and  benediction 

Thy  ransomed  people  raise: 
Upon  the  Rock  of  Ages 

They  build  thy  holy  tower; 
Thine  is  the  victor's  laurel, 

And  thine  the  golden  dower. 


5  0  sweet  and  blessed  country, 

The  home  of  God's  elect! 
O  sweet  and  blessed  country, 

That  eager  hearts  expect! 
Jesus,  in  mercy  bring  us 

To  that  dear  land  of  rest; 
Who  art,  with  God  the  Father, 

And  Spirit,  ever  blest.     Amen. 

Si.  Bernard  of  Cluny,  1145;  Tr.  Rev.  John  Mason  Neale.  1858. 


J 


511  7.6.7.6.  double. 

ERUSALEM  the  golden! 
With  milk  and  honey  blest ; 
Beneath  thy  contemplation 

Sink  heart  and  voice  opprest. 
I  know  not,  O  I  know  not, 

What  joys  await  us  there! 
What  radiancy  of  glory  I 

What  bliss  beyond  compare! 

459 


THE    CHURCH   TRIUMPHANT 


2  They  stand,  those  halls  of  Sion, 

All  jubilant  with  song, 
And  bright  with  many  an  angel, 

And  all  the  martyr  throng. 
The  Prince  is  ever  in  them, 

The  daylight  is  serene; 
The  pastures  of  the  blessed 

Are  decked  in  glorious  sheen. 


3  There  is  the  throne  of  David; 

And  there,  from  care  released, 
The  shout  of  them  that  triumph, 

The  song  of  them  that  feast. 
And  they  who  with  their  Leader 

Have  conquered  in  the  fight, 
Forever  and  forever 

Are  clad  in  robes  of  white. 


4  0  sweet  and  blessed  country, 

The  home  of  God's  elect! 
O  sweet  and  blessed  country, 

That  eager  hearts  expect ! 
Jesus,  in  mercy  bring  us 

To  that  dear  land  of  rest! 
Who  art,  with  God  the  Father, 

And  Spirit,  ever  blest.     Amen. 

St.  Bernard  of  Cluny,  1145;  Tr.  Rev.  John  Mason  Neale,  1858. 


512  cm. 

THERE  is  a  land  of  pure  delight, 
Where  saints  immortal  reign; 
Eternal  day  excludes  the  night, 
And  pleasures  banish  pain. 

460 


THE    CHURCH   TRIUMPHANT 


2  There  everlasting  spring  abides, 

And  never-fading  flowers; 
Death,  like  a  narrow  sea,  divides 
This  heavenly  land  from  ours. 

3  Bright  fields  beyond  the  swelling  flood 

Stand  dressed  in  living  green; 

So  to  the  Jews  fair  Canaan  stood, 

While  Jordan  rolled  between. 

4  But  timorous  mortals  start  and  shrink 

To  cross  the  narrow  sea; 
And  linger,  trembling  on  the  brink, 
And  fear  to  launch  away. 

5  O  could  we  make  our  doubts  remove, 

Those  gloomy  doubts  that  rise, 
And  see  the  Canaan  that  we  love, 
With  faith's  illumined  eyes: 

6  Could  we  but  climb  where  Moses  stood, 

And  view  the  landscape  o'er, 
Not  Jordan's  stream,  nor  death's  cold  flood, 
Should  fright  us  from  the  shore. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts,  170Q,  alt. 


CM. 

ERUSALEM,  my  happy  home, 
Name  ever  dear  to  me, 
When  shall  my  labours  have  an  end 
In  joy,  and  peace,  and  thee? 


j 


When  shall  these  eyes  thy  heaven-built  walls 

And  pearly  gates  behold? 
Thy  bulwarks,  with  salvation  strong, 

And  streets  of  shining  gold? 


461 


THE   CHURCH   TRIUMPHANT 


3  There  happier  bowers  than  Eden's  bloom, 

Nor  sin  nor  sorrow  know: 
Blest  seats!  through  rude  and  stormy  scenes 

1  onward  press  to  you. 

4  Why  should  I  shrink  from  pain  and  woe, 

Or  feel  at  death  dismay? 
I've  Canaan's  goodly  land  in  view, 
And  realms  of  endless  day. 

5  Apostles,  martyrs,  prophets,  there 

Around  my  Saviour  stand: 
And  soon  my  friends  in  Christ  below 
Will  join  the  glorious  band. 

6  Jerusalem,  my  happy  home, 

My  soul  still  pants  for  thee; 
Then  shall  my  labours  have  an  end, 
When  I  thy  joys  shall  see. 

Rev.  Joseph  Bromehead,  1795,  based  on  "F.  B.  P.,"  1583. 

514  6s.  eight  lines. 

THERE  is  a  blessed  home 
Beyond  this  land  of  woe, 
Where  trials  never  come, 

Nor  tears  of  sorrow  flow; 
Where  faith  is  lost  in  sight, 

And  patient  hope  is  crowned, 
And  everlasting  light 
Its  glory  throws  around. 

2  There  is  a  land  of  peace : 

Good  angels  know  it  well; 
Glad  songs  that  never  cease 
Within  its  portals  swell; 

462 


THE    CHURCH   TRIUMPHANT 


Around  its  glorious  throne 

Ten  thousand  saints  adore 
Christ,  with  the  Father  One, 

And  Spirit,  evermore. 

0  joy  all  joys  beyond, 

To  see  the  Lamb  Who  died, 
And  count  each  sacred  wound 

In  hands,  and  feet,  and  side! 
To  give  to  Him  the  praise 

Of  every  triumph  won, 
And  sing  through  endless  days 

The  great  things  He  hath  done. 

Look  up,  ye  saints  of  God! 

Xor  fear  to  tread  below 
The  path  your  Saviour  trod 

Of  daily  toil  and  woe! 
Wait  but  a  little  while 

In  uncomplaining  love! 
His  own  most  gracious  smile 

Shall  welcome  you  above. 

Rev.  Sir  Henry  W.  Baker,  1861. 


515  D.S.M. 

FOREVER  with  the  Lord! 
Amen!  so  let  it  be! 
Life  from  the  dead  is  in  that  word, 
And  immortality ! 

2  Here  in  the  body  pent, 

Absent  from  Him  I  roam, 
Yet  nightly  pitch  my  moving  tent 
A  day's  march  nearer  home. 

463 


PROCESSIONALS 


3  My  Father's  house  on  high, 

Home  of  my  soul,  how  near, 
At  times,  to  faith's  foreseeing  eye, 
Thy  golden  gates  appear ! 

4  Ah!  then  my  spirit  faints 

To  reach  the  land  I  love, 
The  bright  inheritance  of  saints, 
Jerusalem  above! 

5  Then,  then  I  feel  that  He, 

Remembered  or  forgot, 
The  Lord,  is  never  far  from  me, 
Though  I  perceive  Him  not. 

6  So  when  my  latest  breath 

Shall  rend  the  veil  in  twain, 
By  death  I  shall  escape  from  death, 
And  life  eternal  gain. 

James  Montgomery,  1835,  abbr. 


VI.  PROCESSIONALS 


H 


516  6.5 

ARK !  the  voice  eternal, 
Robed  in  majesty, 
Calling  into  being 

Earth  and  sea  and  sky; 
Hark!  in  countless  numbers 

All  the  angel-throng 
Hail  creation's  morning 
With  one  burst  of  song. 

464 


PROCESSIONALS 


High  in  regal  glory, 
'Mid  eternal  light, 

Reign,  O  King  immortal. 
Holy,  infinite. 


2  Bright  the  world  and  glorious, 

Calm  both  earth  and  sea, 
Xoble  in  its  grandeur 
Stood  man's  purity; 
Came  the  great  transgression, 

Came  the  saddening  fall, 
Death  and  desolation 
Breathing  over  all. 
Still  in  regal  glory, 

'Mid  eternal  light, 
Reigned  the  King  immortal, 
Holy,  infinite. 

3  Long  the  nations  waited, 

Through  the  troubled  night, 
Looking,  longing,  yearning, 

For  the  promised  light. 
Prophets  saw  the  morning 

Breaking  far  away, 
Minstrels  sang  the  splendour 
Of  that  opening  day. 
Whilst  in  regal  glory, 
'Mid  eternal  light. 
Reigned  the  King  immortal, 
Holy,  infinite. 

4  Brightly  dawned  the  Advent 

Of  the  newborn  King, 
Joyously  the  watchers 
Heard  the  angels  sing. 

465 


PROCESSIONALS 


Sadly  closed  the  evening 

Of  His  hallowed  life, 
As  the  noontide  darkness 
Veiled  the  last  dread  strife. 
Lo!  again  in  glory, 

'Mid  eternal  light, 
Reigns  the  King  immortal, 
Holy,  infinite. 

5  Lo!  again  He  cometh, 

Robed  in  clouds  of  light, 
As  the  Judge  eternal, 

Armed  with  power  and  might. 
Nations  to  His  footstool 

Gathered  then  shall  be; 
Earth  shall  yield  her  treasures, 
And  her  dead,  the  sea. 

Till  the  trumpet  soundeth, 

'Mid  eternal  light 
Reign,  Thou  King  immortal, 
Holy,  infinite. 

6  Jesus!  Lord  and  Master, 

Prophet,  Priest  and  King, 
To  Thy  feet,  triumphant, 

Hallowed  praise  we  bring. 
Thine  the  pain  and  weeping, 

Thine  the  victory; 
Power,  and  praise,  and  honour, 
Be,  O  Lord,  to  Thee. 
High  in  regal  glory, 
'Mid  eternal  light, 
Reign,  O  King  immortal, 
Holy,  infinite. 

Rev.  John  Julian,  1882. 
This  hymn  may  be  sung  with  or  without  the  refrain,  as  desired. 

466 


PROCESSIONALS 


517  11.10.11.10. 

AXCIEXT  of  Days,  Who  sittest,  throned  in  glory; 
To  Thee  all  knees  are  bent,  all  voices  pray ; 
Thy  love  has  blessed  the  wide  world's  wondrous  story, 
With  light  and  life  since  Eden's  dawning  day. 

2  0  Holy  Father,  Who  hast  led  Thy  children 

In  all  the  ages,  with  the  Fire  and  Cloud, 
Through  seas  dry-shod,  through  weary  wastes  bewildering, 
To  Thee,  in  reverent  love,  our  hearts  are  bowed. 

3  0  Holy  Jesus,  Prince  of  Peace  and  Saviour, 

To  Thee  we  owe  the  peace  that  still  prevails, 
Stilling  the  rude  wills  of  men's  wild  behaviour, 
And  calming  passion's  fierce  and  stormy  gales. 

4  0  Holy  Ghost,  the  Lord  and  the  Life-giver, 

Thine  is  the  quickening  power  that  gives  increase. 
From  Thee  have  flowed,  as  from  a  pleasant  river, 
Our  plenty,  wealth,  prosperity,  and  peace. 

5  0  Triune  God,  with  heart  and  voice  adoring, 

Praise  we  the  goodness  that  doth  crown  our  days; 
Pray  we  that  Thou  wilt  hear  us,  still  imploring 
Thy  love  and  favour,  kept  to  us  always.     Amen. 

Bishop  W.  C.  Doane,  1886. 

518  8.7. 

Alleluia:  Alleluia! 
Hearts  and  voices  heavenward  raise : 
Sing  to  God  a  hymn  of  gladness, 
Sing  to  God  a  hymn  of  praise : 
He.  Who  on  the  cross  a  victim, 

For  the  world's  salvation  bled, 
Jesus  Christ,  the  King  of  glory, 
Now  is  risen  from  the  dead. 

467 


PROCESSIONALS 


2  Now  the  iron  bars  are  broken, 

Christ  from  death  to  life  is  born, 
Glorious  life,  and  life  immortal, 

On  this  holy  Easter  morn : 
Christ  has  triumphed,  and  we  conquer 

By  His  mighty  enterprise, 
We  with  Him  to  life  eternal 

By  His  resurrection  rise. 

3  Christ  is  risen,  Christ,  the  first-fruits 

Of  the  holy  harvest  field, 
Which  will  all  its  full  abundance 

At  His  second  coming  yield : 
Then  the  golden  ears  of  harvest 

Will  their  heads  before  Him  wave, 
Ripened  by  His  glorious  sunshine 

From  the  furrows  of  the  grave. 

4  Christ  is  risen,  we  are  risen ! 

Shed  upon  us  heavenly  grace, 
Rain  and  dew  and  gleams  of  glory 

From  the  brightness  of  Thy  face : 
That,  with  hearts  in  heaven  dwelling, 

We  on  earth  may  fruitful  be, 
And  by  angel  hands  be  gathered, 

And  be  ever,  Lord,  with  Thee. 

5  Alleluia!  Alleluia! 

Glory  be  to  God  on  high; 
Alleluia  to  the  Saviour 

Who  has  won  the  victory ; 
Alleluia  to  the  Spirit, 

Fount  of  love  and  sanctity; 
Alleluia!  Alleluia! 

To  the  Triune  Majesty. 

Bishop  Christopher  Wordsworth,  1872. 
408 


PROCESSIONALS 


S1 


519  8.7. 

[EE  the  Conqueror  mounts  in  triumph ; 
See  the  King  in  royal  state, 
Riding  on  the  clouds,  His  chariot, 

To  His  heavenly  palace  gate! 
Hark !  the  choirs  of  angel  voices 

Joyful  alleluias  sing, 
And  the  portals  high  are  lifted 

To  receive  their  heavenly  King. 

2  Who  is  this  that  comes  in  glory, 
With  the  trump  of  jubilee? 

Lord  of  battles,  God  of  armies, 

He  hath  gained  the  victory! 
He  Who  on  the  cross  did  suffer, 

He  Who  from  the  grave  arose, 
He  has  vanquished  sin  and  Satan; 

He  by  death  has  spoiled  His  foes. 

3  While  He  raised  His  hands  in  blessing, 
He  was  parted  from  His  friends; 

While  their  eager  eyes  behold  Him, 

He  upon  the  clouds  ascends; 
He  Who  walked  with  God  and  pleased  Him, 

Preaching  truth  and  doom  to  come, 
He,  our  Enoch,  is  translated 

To  His  everlasting  home. 

4  Now  our  heavenly  Aaron  enters, 
With  His  blood,  within  the  veil; 

Joshua  now  is  come  to  Canaan, 
And  the  kings  before  Him  quail; 

Now  He  plants  the  tribes  of  Israel 
In  their  promised  resting-place ; 

Now  our  great  Elijah  offers 
Double  portion  of  His  grace. 

469 


PROCESSIONALS 


H 


5  Thou  hast  raised  our  human  nature 

On  the  clouds  to  God's  right  hand : 
There  we  sit  in  heavenly  places, 

There  with  Thee  in  glory  stand. 
Jesus  reigns,  adored  by  angels; 

Man  with  God  is  on  the  throne; 
Mighty  Lord,  in  Thine  Ascension, 

We  by  faith  behold  our  own. 

Bishop  Christopher  Wordsworth,  1862. 

520  6.5. 

EAR  us,  Thou  that  broodedst 
O'er  the  watery  deep, 
Waking  all  creation 

From  its  primal  sleep; 
Holy  Spirit,  breathing 
Breath  of  life  divine, 
Breathe  into  our  spirits, 
Blending  them  with  Thine. 
Light  and  Life  immortal ! 

Hear  us  as  we  raise 
Hearts,  as  well  as  voices, 
Mingling  prayer  and  praise. 

2  When  the  sun  ariseth 
In  a  cloudless  sky, 

May  we  feel  Thy  presence, 

Holy  Spirit,  nigh; 
Shed  Thy  radiance  o'er  us, 

Keep  it  cloudless  still, 
Through  the  day  before  us, 

Perfecting  Thy  will. 

Light  and  Life  immortal!  etc. 

3  When  the  fight  is  fiercest 
In  the  noontide  heat, 

Bear  us,  Holy  Spirit, 
To  our  Saviour's  feet; 

470 


PROCESSIONALS 


521 


There  to  find  a  refuge 

Till  our  work  is  done, 
There  to  fight  the  battle 

Till  the  battle's  won. 

Light  and  Life  immortal !  etc. 

4  If  the  day  be  falling 

Sadly  as  it  goes, 
Slowly  in  its  sadness 

Sinking  to  its  close, 
May  Thy  love  in  mercy, 

Kindling,  ere  it  die, 
Cast  a  ray  of  glory 

O'er  our  evening  sky. 

Light  and  Life  immortal !  etc. 

5  Morning,  noon,  and  evening, 

Whensoe'er  it  be, 
Grant  us,  gracious  Spirit, 
Quickening  life  in  Thee: 
Life  that  gives  us,  living, 

Life  of  heavenly  love, 
Life  that  brings  us,  dying, 
Life  from  heaven  above. 
Light  and  Life  immortal ! 

Hear  us  as  we  raise 
Hearts,  as  well  as  voices, 
Mingling  prayer  and  praise. 

Rev.  Godfrey  Thring,  1873. 
This  hymn  may  be  sung  with  or  without  the  refrain,  as  desired. 


JESUS,  King  of  glory, 
Throned  above  the  sky, 
Jesus,  tender  Saviour, 
Hear  Thy  children  cry, 

471 


PROCESSIONALS 


Pardon  our  transgressions, 

Cleanse  us  from  our  sin; 
By  Thy  Spirit  help  us 

Heavenly  life  to  win. 
Jesus,  King  of  glory, 

Throned  above  the  sky, 
Jesus,  tender  Saviour, 

Hear  Thy  children  cry 


On  this  day  of  gladness, 

Bending  low  the  knee 
In  Thine  earthly  temple, 

Lord,  we  worship  Thee; 
Celebrate  Thy  goodness, 

Mercy,  grace,  and  truth, 
All  Thy  loving  guidance 

Of  our  heedless  youth. 
Jesus,  King  of  glory, 

Throned  above  the  sky, 
Jesus,  tender  Saviour, 

Hear  our  grateful  cry. 


For  the  little  children 

Who  have  come  to  Thee; 
For  the  glad,  bright  spirits 

Who  Thy  glory  see; 
For  the  loved  ones  resting 

In  Thy  dear  embrace; 
For  the  pure  and  holy 

Who  behold  Thy  face, 
Jesus,  King  of  glory, 

Throned  above  the  sky, 
Jesus,  tender  Saviour, 

Hear  our  grateful  cry. 

472 


PROCESSIONALS 


4  For  Thy  faithful  servants 

Who  have  entered  in; 
For  Thy  fearless  soldiers 

Who  have  conquered  sin; 
For  the  countless  legions 

Who  have  followed  Thee, 
Heedless  of  the  danger, 

On  to  victory, 
Jesus,  King  of  glory, 

Throned  above  the  sky, 
Jesus,  tender  Saviour, 

Hear  our  grateful  cry. 


When  the  shadows  lengthen, 

Show  us,  Lord,  Thy  way; 
Through  the  darkness  lead  us 

To  the  heavenly  day. 
When  our  course  is  finished, 

Ended  all  the  strife, 
Grant  us  with  the  faithful, 

Palms  and  crowns  of  life. 
Jesus,  King  of  glory, 

Throned  above  the  sky, 
Jesus,  tender  Saviour, 

Hear  Thy  children  cry.     Amen. 

Rev.  W .Hope Davison,  1887. 


522  6.6.6.6.8.8. 

EJOICE,  the  Lord  is  King! 


R' 


Your  Lord  and  King  adore ! 
Mortals,  give  thanks  and  sing, 

And  triumph  evermore. 
Lift  up  your  heart!  lift  up  your  voice! 
Rejoice!  again  I  say,  rejoice! 


473 


PROCESSIONALS 


2  Jesus  the  Saviour  reigns, 

The  God  of  truth  and  love: 
When  He  had  purged  our  stains, 

He  took  His  seat  above. 
Lift  up  your  heart!  lift  up  your  voice! 
Rejoice!  again  I  say,  rejoice! 

3  He  sits  at  God's  right  hand, 

Till  all  His  foes  submit, 
And  bow  to  His  command, 

And  fall  beneath  His  feet. 
Lift  up  your  heart!  lift  up  your  voice! 
Rejoice!  again  1  say,  rejoice! 

4  Rejoice  in  glorious  hope ! 

Jesus  the  Judge  shall  come, 
And  take  His  servants  up 

To  their  eternal  home. 
We  soon  shall  hear  the  archangel's  voice; 
The  trump  of  God  shall  sound:  Rejoice! 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley,  1746;  alt.  John  Taylor,  1795. 


O 


523  7.6.7.6.  double. 

SAVIOUR,  precious  Saviour, 
Whom  yet  unseen  we  love! 
O  Name  of  might  and  favour, 
All  other  names  above ! 

We  worship  Thee,  we  bless  Thee, 

To  Thee,  O  Christ,  we  sing; 
We  praise  Thee,  and  confess  Thee 
Our  holy  Lord  and  King. 

2  O  bringer  of  salvation, 

Who  wondrously  hast  wrought, 
Thyself  the  revelation 

Of  love  beyond  our  thought; 

474 


PROCESSIONALS 


We  worship  Thee,  we  bless  Thee, 
To  Thee,  O  Christ,  we  sing; 

We  praise  Thee,  and  confess  Thee 
Our  gracious  Lord  and  King. 


In  Thee  all  fullness  dwelleth, 
All  grace  and  power  divine; 
The  glory  that  excelleth, 
0  Son  of  God,  is  Thine; 

We  worship  Thee,  we  bless  Thee, 

To  Thee,  O  Christ,  we  sing; 
We  praise  Thee,  and  confess  Thee 
Our  glorious  Lord  and  King. 


O  grant  the  consummation 

Of  this  our  song  above, 
In  endless  adoration, 
And  everlasting  love ! 

Then  shall  we  praise  and  bless  Thee 

Where  perfect  praises  ring, 
And  evermore  confess  Thee 

Our  Saviour  and  our  King.     Amen. 

Frances  R.  Haver  gal,  1870. 


524  7.6.7.6.  double. 

LEAD  on,  O  King  Eternal, 
The  day  of  march  has  come; 
Henceforth  in  fields  of  conquest 
Thy  tents  shall  be  our  home: 
Through  days  of  preparation 

Thy  grace  has  made  us  strong, 
And  now,  0  King  Eternal, 
We  lift  our  battle-song. 

475 


PROCESSIONALS 


2  Lead  on,  O  King  Eternal, 

Till  sin's  fierce  war  shall  cease, 
And  Holiness  shall  whisper 

The  sweet  Amen  of  peace; 
For  not  with  swords  loud  clashing, 

Nor  roll  of  stirring  drums, 
But  deeds  of  love  and  mercy, 

The  heavenly  kingdom  comes. 


Lead  on,  O  King  Eternal: 

We  follow,  not  with  fears; 
For  gladness  breaks  like  morning 

Where'er  Thy  face  appears; 
Thy  cross  is  lifted  o'er  us; 

We  journey  in  its  light: 
The  crown  awaits  the  conquest; 

Lead  on,  O  God  of  might.     Amen. 

Rev.  Ernest  W.  Shurtlcfi,  1888. 


525  6.5.6.5.  double. 

SAVIOUR,  blessed  Saviour, 
Listen  while  we  sing, 
Hearts  and  voices  raising 

Praises  to  our  King. 
All  we  have  we  offer; 
All  we  hope  to  be, 
Body,  soul,  and  spirit, 
All  we  yield  to  Thee. 


2  Nearer,  ever  nearer, 

Christ,  we  draw  to  Thee, 
Deep  in  adoration 

Bending  low  the  knee: 

476 


PROCESSIONALS 


Thou  for  our  redemption 
Cam'st  on  earth  to  die: 

Thou,  that  we  might  follow, 
Hast  gone  up  on  high. 

3  Great,  and  ever  greater, 

Are  Thy  mercies  here ; 
True  and  everlasting 

Are  the  glories  there, 
Where  no  pain  or  sorrow, 

Toil  or  care,  is  known, 
Where  the  angel  legions 

Circle  round  Thy  throne. 

4  Clearer  still,  and  clearer, 

Dawns  the  light  from  heaven, 
In  our  sadness  bringing 

News  of  sins  forgiven; 
Life  has  lost  its  shadows; 

Pure  the  light  within; 
Thou  hast  shed  Thy  radiance 

On  a  world  of  sin. 

5  Brighter  still,  and  brighter, 

Glows  the  western  sun, 
Shedding  all  its  gladness 

O'er  our  work  that's  done; 
Time  will  soon  be  over, 

Toil  and  sorrow  past, 
May  we,  blessed  Saviour, 

Find  a  rest  at  last! 

6  Onward,  ever  onward, 

Journeying  o'er  the  road 
Worn  by  saints  before  us, 
Journeying  on  to  God! 

477 


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Leaving  all  behind  us, 
May  we  hasten  on, 

Backward  never  looking 
Till  the  prize  is  won. 


7  Bliss,  all  bliss  excelling, 

When  the  ransomed  soul, 
Earthly  toils  forgetting, 

Finds  its  promised  goal; 
Where  in  joys  unheard  of 

Saints  with  angels  sing, 
Never  weary  raising 

Praises  to  their  King.     Amen. 

Rev.  Godfrey  Thring,  1862. 


A 


526  6.5.6.5.  double. 

T  the  Name  of  Jesus 
Every  knee  shall  bow, 
Every  tongue  confess  Him 

King  of  glory  now; 
'T  is  the  Father's  pleasure 

We  should  call  Him  Lord, 
Who  from  the  beginning 
Was  the  mighty  Word. 


2  At  His  voice  creation 

Sprang  at  once  to  sight, 
All  the  angel  faces, 

All  the  hosts  of  light, 
Thrones  and  dominations, 

Stars  upon  their  way, 
All  the  heavenly  orders, 

In  their  great  array. 

478 


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3  Humbled  for  a  season, 

To  receive  a  Name 
From  the  lips  of  sinners, 

Unto  whom  He  came, 
Faithfully  He  bore  it 

Spotless  to  the  last, 
Brought  it  back  victorious, 

When  from  death  He  passed; 

4  Bore  it  up  triumphant, 

With  its  human  light, 
Through  all  ranks  of  creatures, 

To  the  central  height: 
To  the  throne  of  Godhead, 

To  the  Father's  breast, 
Filled  it  with  the  glory 

Of  that  perfect  rest. 

5  In  your  hearts  enthrone  Him; 

There  let  Him  subdue 
All  that  is  not  holy, 

All  that  is  not  true : 
Crown  Him  as  your  Captain 

In  temptation's  hour; 
Let  His  will  enfold  you 

In  its  light  and  power. 

6  Brothers,  this  Lord  Jesus 

Shall  return  again, 
With  His  Father's  glory, 

With  His  angel  train; 
For  all  wreaths  of  empire 

Meet  upon  His  brow, 
And  our  hearts  confess  Him 

King  of  Glory  now.     Amen. 

Caroline  Maria  Noel,  1870. 
479 


PROCESSIONALS 


527  6.5.6.5.  double,  with  refrain. 

BRIGHTLY  gleams  our  banner, 
Pointing  to  the  sky, 
Waving  wanderers  onward 

To  their  home  on  high. 
Journeying  o'er  the  desert, 

Gladly  thus  we  pray, 
And  with  hearts  united 
Take  our  heavenward  way. 
Brightly  gleams  our  banner, 

Pointing  to  the  sky, 
Waving  wanderers  onward 
To  their  home  on  high. 


2  Jesus,  Lord  and  Master, 
At  Thy  sacred  feet, 
Here  with  hearts  rejoicing 
See  Thy  children  meet: 
Often  have  we  left  Thee, 

Often  gone  astray; 
Keep  us,  mighty  Saviour, 
In  the  narrow  way. 
Brightly  gleams,  etc. 


All  our  days  direct  us 

In  the  way  we  go; 
Lead  us  on  victorious 

Over  every  foe: 
Bid  Thine  angels  shield  us 

When  the  storm  clouds  lower, 
Pardon,  Lord,  and  save  us 

In  the  last  dread  hour. 
Brightly  gleams,  etc. 

480 


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Then  with  saints  and  angels 

May  we  join  above, 
Offering  prayers  and  praises 

At  Thy  throne  of  love. 
When  the  toil  is  over, 

Then  comes  rest  and  peace, 
Jesus  in  His  beauty! 

Songs  that  never  cease ! 

Brightly  gleams,  etc.     Amen. 

Rev.  Thomas  J.  Poller,  i860. 


528  6.5.6.5.  double,  with  refrain. 

ONWARD,  Christian  soldiers, 
Marching  as  to  war, 
With  the  Cross  of  Jesus 

Going  on  before! 
Christ,  the  royal  Master, 
Leads  against  the  foe; 
Forward  into  battle, 
See,  His  banners  go. 

Onward,  Christian  soldiers, 

Marching  as  to  war, 
With  the  Cross  of  Jesus 
Going  on  before! 


2  At  the  sign  of  triumph 
Satan's  host  doth  flee; 
On,  then,  Christian  soldiers, 

On  to  victory! 
Hell's  foundations  quiver 
At  the  shout  of  praise; 
Brothers,  lift  your  voices, 
Loud  your  anthems  raise! 
Onward,  etc. 

481 


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3  Like  a  mighty  army 

Moves  the  Church  of  God; 
Brothers,  we  are  treading 

Where  the  saints  have  trod; 
We  are  not  divided, 

All  one  Body  we, 
One  in  hope  and  doctrine, 

One  in  charity. 
Onward,  etc. 

4  Crowns  and  thrones  may  perish, 

Kingdoms  rise  and  wane, 
But  the  Church  of  Jesus 

Constant  will  remain; 
Gates  of  hell  can  never 

'Gainst  that  Church  prevail; 
We  have  Christ's  own  promise, 

And  that  cannot  fail. 
Onward,  etc. 

5  Onward,  then,  ye  people! 

Join  our  happy  throng ! 
Blend  with  ours  your  voices 

In  the  triumph  song! 
Glory,  laud,  and  honour, 

Unto  Christ  the  King; 
This  through  countless  ages 

Men  and  angels  sing. 

Onward,  etc.     Amen. 

Rev.  Sabine  Baring-Gould,  1864. 


F 


529  6.5.6.5.  double. 

kORWARD !  be  our  watchword, 
Steps  and  voices  joined; 
Seek  the  things  before  us, 
Not  a  look  behind; 

482 


PROCESSIONALS 


Burns  the  fiery  pillar 

At  our  army's  head ; 
Who  shall  dream  of  shrinking, 
By  our  Captain  led? 

Forward  through  the  desert, 
Through  the  toil  and  right! 
Jordan  flows  before  us; 
Sion  beams  with  light. 


2  Glories  upon  glories 

Hath  our  God  prepared, 
By  the  souls  that  love  Him 

One  day  to  be  shared; 
Eye  hath  not  beheld  them, 

Ear  hath  never  heard ; 
Nor  of  these  hath  uttered 
Thought  or  speech  a  word; 
Forward!  marching  eastward, 
Where  the  heaven  is  bright, 
Till  the  veil  be  lifted, 
Till  our  faith  be  sight. 


3  Far  o'er  yon  horizon 
Rise  the  city  towers, 
Where  our  God  abideth; 
That  fair  home  is  ours : 
Flash  the  streets  with  jasper, 
Shine  the  gates  with  gold; 
Flows  the  gladdening  river 
Shedding  joys  untold. 
Thither,  onward  thither, 
In  the  Spirit's  might! 
Pilgrims  to  your  country, 
Forward  into  light! 

483 


PROCESSIONALS 


4  To  the  eternal  Father 
Loudest  anthems  raise; 
To  the  Son  and  Spirit 

Echo  songs  of  praise; 
To  the  Lord  of  glory, 

Blessed  Three  in  One, 
Be  by  men  and  angels 
Endless  honour  done. 
Weak  are  earthly  praises, 
Dull  the  songs  of  night: 
Forward  into  triumph! 

Forward  into  light !     Amen. 

Dean  Henry  Alford,  1871. 


O 


530  6.5.6.5.  double. 

;N  our  way  rejoicing, 
As  we  homeward  move, 
Hearken  to  our  praises, 
OThou  God  of  love! 
Is  there  grief  or  sadness? 

Thine  it  cannot  be! 
Is  our  sky  beclouded? 

Clouds  are  not  from  Thee! 
On  our  way  rejoicing, 

As  we  homeward  move, 
Hearken  to  our  praises, 
OThou  God  of  love! 

If  with  honest-hearted 

Love  for  God  and  man, 
Day  by  day  Thou  find  us 

Doing  what  we  can, 
Thou  who  giv'st  the  seedtime 

Wilt  give  large  increase, 
Crown  the  head  with  blessings, 

Fill  the  heart  with  peace. 
On  our  way  rejoicing,  etc. 

484 


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3  On  our  way  rejoicing 
Gladly  let  us  go ; 
Conquered  hath  our  Leader, 

Vanquished  is  our  foe ! 
Christ  without,  our  safety, 

Christ  within,  our  joy; 
Who,  if  we  be  faithful, 
Can  our  hope  destroy? 
On  our  way  rejoicing,  etc. 


Unto  God  the  Father 

Joyful  songs  we  sing; 
Unto  God  the  Saviour 

Thankful  hearts  we  bring; 
Unto  God  the  Spirit 

Bow  we  and  adore, 
On  our  way  rejoicing 

Now  and  evermore! 

On  our  way  rejoicing,  etc.     Amen. 

Rev.  John  S.  B.  Monsell,  1863. 


531  p.m. 

WE  march,  we  march  to  victory! 
With  the  Cross  of  the  Lord  before  us, 
With  His  loving  eye  looking  down  from  the  sky, 
And  His  holy  arm  spread  o'er  us. 


1  We  come  in  the  might  of  the  Lord  of  light, 
In  reverent  train  to  meet  Him ; 
And  we  put  to  flight  the  armies  of  night, 
That  the  sons  of  the  day  may  greet  Him. 
We  march,  we  march,  etc. 

485 


PROCESSIONALS 


Our  sword  is  the  Spirit  of  God  on  high, 
Our  helmet  is  His  salvation, 

Our  banner,  the  Cross  of  Calvary, 
Our  watchword,  the  Incarnation. 
We  march,  we  march,  etc. 


And  the  choir  of  angels  with  song  awaits 

Our  march  to  the  golden  Sion; 
For  our  Captain  has  broken  the  brazen  gates, 

And  burst  the  bars  of  iron. 
We  march,  we  march,  etc. 


4  Then  onward  we  march,  our  arms  to  prove, 
With  the  banner  of  Christ  before  us, 
With  His  eye  of  love  looking  down  from  above, 
And  His  holy  arm  spread  o'er  us. 


We  march,  we  march  to  victory! 

With  the  cross  of  the  Lord  before  us, 
With  His  loving  eye  looking  down  from  the  sky, 

And  His  holy  arm  spread  o'er  us. 

Rev.  Gerard  Moultrie,  1867. 


G 


532  7.6.7.6.  double. 

'O  forward,  Christian  soldier, 

J  Beneath  His  banner  true! 
The  Lord  Himself,  thy  Leader, 

Shall  all  thy  foes  subdue. 
His  love  foretells  thy  trials; 

He  knows  thine  hourly  need ; 
He  can  with  bread  of  heaven 

Thy  fainting  spirit  feed. 

486 


PROCESSIONALS 


Go  forward,  Christian  soldier! 

Fear  not  the  secret  foe; 
Far  more  o'er  thee  are  watching 

Than  human  eyes  can  know: 
Trust  only  Christ,  thy  Captain; 

Cease  not  to  watch  and  pray; 
Heed  not  the  treacherous  voices 

That  lure  thy  soul  astray. 


Go  forward,  Christian  soldier! 

Nor  dream  of  peaceful  rest, 
Till  Satan's  host  is  vanquished 

And  heaven  is  all  possessed; 
Till  Christ  Himself  shall  call  thee 

To  lay  thine  armour  by, 
And  wear  in  endless  glory 

The  crown  of  victory. 


Go  forward,  Christian  soldier! 

Fear  not  the  gathering  night: 
The  Lord  has  been  thy  shelter; 

The  Lord  will  be  thy  light. 
When  morn  His  face  revealeth, 

Thy  dangers  all  are  past: 
O  pray  that  faith  and  virtue 

May  keep  thee  to  the  last ! 

Rev.  Laurence  Tuttiett,  1861. 


O 


533  7.6.7.6. 

HAPPY  band  of  pilgrims, 
If  onward  ye  will  tread 
With  Jesus  as  your  fellow 
To  Jesus  as  your  head ! 

487 


PROCESSIONALS 


0  happy  if  ye  labour 
As  Jesus  did  for  men ! 

O  happy  if  ye  hunger 
As  Jesus  hungered  then! 


3  The  cross  that  Jesus  carried, 
He  carried  as  your  due: 
The  crown  that  Jesus  weareth, 
He  weareth  it  for  you. 


4  The  faith  by  which  ye  see  Him, 
The  hope  in  which  ye  yearn, 
The  love  that  through  all  troubles 
To  Him  alone  will  turn; 


5  The  trials  that  beset  you, 
The  sorrows  ye  endure, 
The  manifold  temptations 
That  death  alone  can  cure; 


6  What  are  they  but  His  jewels, 
Of  right  celestial  worth? 
What  are  they  but  the  ladder 
Set  up  to  heaven  on  earth? 


O  happy  band  of  pilgrims, 
Look  upward  to  the  skies, 

Where  such  a  light  affliction 
Shall  win  so  great  a  prize ! 

488 


PROCESSIONALS 


8  To  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit, 
The  God  Whom  we  adore, 
Be  loftiest  praises  given, 

Now  and  forevermore.     Amen. 

St.  Joseph  of  the  Studium;  Tr.  Rev.  John  Mason  Neale,  1862. 

534  s.m. 

EJOICE,  ye  pure  in  heart! 


R' 


Rejoice,  give  thanks,  and  sing! 
Your  glorious  banner  wave  on  high, 
The  Cross  of  Christ  your  King! 

2  Bright  youth  and  snow-crowned  age, 

Strong  men  and  maidens  meek : 

Raise  high  your  free,  exulting  song! 

God's  wondrous  praises  speak! 

3  With  all  the  angel  choirs, 

With  all  the  saints  of  earth, 
Pour  out  the  strains  of  joy  and  bliss, 
True  rapture,  noblest  mirth ! 

4  Your  clear  hosannas  raise, 

And  alleluias  loud! 
Whilst  answering  echoes  upward  float, 
Like  wreaths  of  incense  cloud. 

5  Yes,  on  through  life's  long  path! 

Still  chanting  as  ye  go; 
From  youth  to  age,  by  night  and  day, 
In  gladness  and  in  woe. 

6  Still  lift  your  standard  high ! 

Still  march  in  firm  array! 
As  warriors  through  the  darkness  toil, 
Till  dawns  the  golden  day! 

489 


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7  At  last  the  march  shall  end; 

The  wearied  ones  shall  rest; 
The  pilgrims  find  their  Father's  house, 
Jerusalem  the  blest. 

8  Then  on,  ye  pure  in  heart! 

Rejoice,  give  thanks,  and  sing! 

Your  glorious  banner  wave  on  high, 

The  Cross  of  Christ  your  King  1 

Dean  Edward  11.  Plumptrc,  1865 
535  7.7.7.7. 

CHILDREN  of  the  heavenly  King, 
As  ye  journey,  sweetly  sing! 
Sing  your  Saviour's  worthy  praise, 
Glorious  in  His  works  and  ways ! 

2  We  are  traveling  home  to  God, 
In  the  way  the  fathers  trod : 
They  are  happy  now,  and  we 
Soon  their  happiness  shall  see. 

3  Lift  your  eyes,  ye  sons  of  light! 
Sion's  city  is  in  sight: 

There  our  endless  home  shall  be, 
There  our  Lord  we  soon  shall  see. 

4  Fear  not,  brethren;  joyful  stand 
On  the  borders  of  your  land ; 
Jesus  Christ,  your  Father's  Son, 
Bids  you  undismayed  go  on. 

5  Lord,  obediently  we  go, 
Gladly  leaving  all  below; 
Only  Thou  our  leader  be, 

And  we  still  will  follow  Thee.     Amen. 

Rev.  John  Cennick,  1743. 
490 


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s 


536  7.6.7.6.  double. 

[TAND  up,  stand  up,  for  Jesus, 
Ye  soldiers  of  the  Cross! 
Lift  high  His  royal  banner! 

It  must  not  suffer  loss : 
From  vict'ry  unto  vict'ry 

His  army  shall  He  lead; 
Till  every  foe  is  vanquished, 

And  Christ  is  Lord  indeed. 

Stand  up,  stand  up,  for  Jesus! 

The  trumpet  call  obey! 
Forth  to  the  mighty  conflict 

In  this  His  glorious  day ! 
Ye  that  are  men  now  serve  Him 

Against  unnumbered  foes! 
Let  courage  rise  with  danger, 

And  strength  to  strength  oppose. 

Stand  up,  stand  up,  for  Jesus! 

Stand  in  His  strength  alone! 
The  arm  of  flesh  will  fail  you, 

Ye  dare  not  trust  your  own : 
Put  on  the  Gospel  armour, 

And  watching  unto  prayer, 
When  duty  calls,  or  danger, 

Be  never  wanting  there! 

Stand  up,  stand  up,  for  Jesus! 

The  strife  will  not  be  long. 
This  day,  the  noise  of  bat-tie; 

The  next,  the  victor's  song. 
To  Him  that  overcometh, 

A  crown  of  life  shall  be; 
He  with  the  King  of  Glory 

Shall  reign  eternally.     Amen. 

Rev.  George  Duffield,  Jr.,  1858. 
491 


PROCESSIONALS 


537  8.7.8.7.  double. 

THROUGH  the  night  of  doubt  and  sorrow 
Onward  goes  the  pilgrim  band, 
Singing  songs  of  expectation, 

Marching  to  the  promised  land. 
Clear  before  us  through  the  darkness 

Gleams  and  burns  the  guiding  light: 
Brother  clasps  the  hand  of  brother, 
Stepping  fearless  through  the  night. 

2  One,  the  light  of  God's  own  presence, 

O'er  His  ransomed  people  shed, 
Chasing  far  the  gloom  and  terror, 

Brightening  all  the  path  we  tread : 
One,  the  object  of  our  journey, 

One,  the  faith  which  never  tires, 
One,  the  earnest  looking  forward, 

One,  the  hope  our  God  inspires. 

3  One,  the  strain  the  lips  of  thousands 

Lift  as  from  the  heart  of  one; 
One  the  conflict,  one  the  peril, 

One,  the  march  in  God  begun: 
One,  the  gladness  of  rejoicing 

On  the  far  eternal  shore, 
Where  the  One  Almighty  Father 

Reigns  in  love  forevermore. 

4  Onward  therefore,  pilgrim  brothers, 

Onward,  with  the  cross  our  aid! 
Bear  its  shame,  and  fight  its  battle, 

Till  we  rest  beneath  its  shade ! 
Soon  shall  come  the  great  awaking; 

Soon  the  rending  of  the  tomb ; 
Then  the  scattering  of  all  shadows, 

And  the  end  of  toil  and  gloom ! 

Danish;  Bemhard  S.  Ingemann,  1823;  Tr.  Rev.  Sabine  Baring-Gould,  i86j. 
492 


PROCESSIONALS 


538  6.5.6.5.  double 

THOSE  eternal  bowers 
Man  hath  never  trod, 
Those  unfading  flowers 

Round  the  throne  of  God: 
Who  may  hope  to  gain  them 

After  weary  fight? 
Who  at  length  attain  them, 
Clad  in  robes  of  white? 

2  He  who  wakes  from  slumber 

At  the  Spirit's  voice, 
Daring  here  to  number 

Things  unseen  his  choice: 
He  who  casts  his  burden 

Dowm  at  Jesus'  cross; 
Christ's  reproach  his  guerdon, 

All  beside  but  loss. 

3  He  who  gladly  barters 

All  on  earthly  ground; 
He  who,  like  the  martyrs, 

Says,  "I  will  be  crowned"; 
He  whose  one  oblation 

Is  a  life  of  love, 
Knit  in  God's  salvation 

To  the  blest  above. 

4  Shame  upon  you,  legions 

Of  the  heavenly  King, 
Citizens  of  regions 

Past  imagining! 
What!  with  pipe  and  tabour 

Dream  away  the  light, 
When  He  bids  you  labour, 

When  He  tells  you,  "Fight"? 

493 


PROCESSIONALS 


5  Jesus,  Lord  of  glory, 

As  we  breast  the  tide, 
Whisper  Thou  the  story 

Of  the  other  side; 
Where  the  saints  are  casting 

Crowns  before  Thy  feet, 
Safe  for  everlasting, 

In  Thyself  complete.     Amen. 

St.  John  of  Damascus  ;  Tr.  Rev.  John  Mason  Neale,  1S62. 

539  7.6.7.6.  double. 

TEN  thousand  times  ten  thousand 
In  sparkling  raiment  bright, 
The  armies  of  the  ransomed  saints 

Throng  up  the  steeps  of  light : 
'T  is  finished!  all  is  finished, 

Their  fight  with  death  and  sin : 
Fling  open  wide  the  golden  gates, 
And  let  the  victors  in. 

2  What  rush  of  alleluias 

Fills  all  the  earth  and  sky! 
What  ringing  of  a  thousand  harps 

Bespeaks  the  triumph  nigh! 
O  day,  for  which  creation 

And  all  its  tribes  were  made ! 
0  joy,  for  all  its  former  woes 

A  thousand-fold  repaid ! 

3  0  then  what  raptured  greetings 

On  Canaan's  happy  shore! 
What  knitting  severed  friendships  up, 

Where  partings  are  no  more! 
Then  eyes  with  joy  shall  sparkle 

That  brimmed  with  tears  of  late; 
Orphans  no  longer  fatherless, 

Nor  widows  desolate. 

494 


PROCESSIONALS 


Bring  near  Thy  great  salvation, 

Thou  Lamb  for  sinners  slain; 
Fill  up  the  roll  of  Thine  elect, 

Then  take  Thy  power  and  reign! 
Appear,  Desire  of  nations! 

Thine  exiles  long  for  home: 
Show  in  the  heavens  Thy  promised  sign! 

Thou  Prince  and  Saviour,  come!     Amen. 

Dean  Henry  Alj'ord,  1867. 


I 


540  7.6.7.6.  double. 

HEARD  a  sound  of  voices 
Around  the  great  white  throne, 
With  harpers  harping  on  their  harps 

To  Him  that  sat  thereon: 
"Salvation,  glory,  honour!" 

I  heard  the  song  arise, 
As  through  the  courts  of  heaven  it  rolled 
In  wondrous  harmonies. 

2  From  every  clime  and  kindred, 
And  nations  from  afar, 

As  serried  ranks  returning  home 

In  triumph  from  a  war, 
I  heard  the  saints  upraising, 

The  myriad  hosts  among, 
In  praise  of  Him  who  died  and  lives, 

Their  one  glad  triumph  song. 

3  I  saw  the  holy  city, 
The  New  Jerusalem, 

Come  down  from  heaven,  a  bride  adorned 

With  jeweled  diadem; 
The  flood  of  crystal  waters 

Flowed  down  the  golden  street; 
And  nations  brought  their  honours  there, 

And  laid  them  at  her  feet. 

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4  And  there  no  sun  was  needed, 

Nor  moon  to  shine  by  night, 
God's  glory  did  enlighten  all, 

The  Lamb  Himself  the  light; 
And  there  His  servants  serve  Him, 

And,  life's  long  battle  o'er, 
Enthroned  with  Him,  their  Saviour,  King, 

They  reign  forevermore. 

5  O  great  and  glorious  vision ! 

The  Lamb  upon  His  throne; 
O  wondrous  sight  for  man  to  see ! 

The  Saviour  with  His  own: 
To  drink  the  living  waters 

And  stand  upon  the  shore, 
Where  neither  sorrow,  sin,  nor  death 

Shall  ever  enter  more. 

6  O  Lamb  of  God  Who  reignest! 

Thou  bright  and  morning  Star, 
Whose  glory  lightens  that  new  earth 

Which  now  we  see  from  far! 
O  worthy  Judge  eternal ! 

When  Thou  dost  bid  us  come, 
Then  open  wide  the  gates  of  pearl, 

And  call  Thy  servants  home.     Amen. 

Rev.  Godfrey  Thring,  1886. 

541  io.io.io.io 

OWHAT  the  joy  and  the  glory  must  be, 
Those  endless  Sabbaths  the  blessed  ones  see; 
Crown  for  the  valiant,  to  weary  ones  rest: 
God  shall  be  all,  and  in  all  ever  blest. 

2  What  are  the  Monarch,  His  court,  and  His  throne? 
What  are  the  peace  and  the  joy  that  they  own? 
O  that  the  blest  ones  who  in  it  have  share, 
All  that  they  feel  could  as  fully  declare! 

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3  Truly  Jerusalem  name  we  that  shore, 
Vision  of  peace  that  brings  joy  evermore; 
Wish  and  fulfillment  can  severed  be  ne'er, 

Nor  the  thing  prayed  for  come  short  of  the  prayer. 

4  There,  where  no  troubles  distraction  can  bring, 
We  the  sweet  anthems  of  Sion  shall  sing; 
While  for  Thy  grace,  Lord,  their  voices  of  praise 
Thy  blessed  people  eternally  raise. 

5  There  dawns  no  Sabbath,  no  Sabbath  is  o'er, 
Those  Sabbath-keepers  have  one  evermore; 
One  and  unending  is  that  triumph  song 
Which  to  the  angels  and  us  shall  belong. 

6  Now,  in  the  meanwhile,  with  hearts  raised  on  high, 
We  for  that  country  must  yearn  and  must  sigh; 
Seeking  Jerusalem,  dear  native  land, 

Through  our  long  exile  on  Babylon's  strand. 

7  Low  before  Him  with  our  praises  we  fall, 

Of  Whom,  and  in  Whom,  and  through  Whom  are  all; 
Of  Whom,  the  Father;  and  in  Whom,  the  Son; 
Through  Whom,  the  Spirit,  with  Them  ever  One.    Amen. 

Ascribed  to  Peter  Abelard,  107Q-1142;  Tr.  Rev.  John  Mason  Xeale,  1854. 

542  10.6.10.6.7.6.7.6. 

JERUSALEM!  high  tower  thy  glorious  walls, 
Would  God  I  were  in  thee ! 
Desire  of  thee  my  longing  heart  enthralls, 

Desire  at  home  to  be: 
Wide  from  the  world  outleaping, 
O'er  hill,  and  vale,  and  plain, 
My  soul's  strong  wing  is  sweeping, 
Thy  portals  to  attain. 

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0  gladsome  day  and  yet  more  gladsome  hour! 

When  shall  that  hour  have  come, 
When  my  rejoicing  soul  its  own  free  power 

May  use  in  going  home? 
Itself  to  Jesus  giving 

In  trust  to  His  own  hand, 
To  dwell  among  the  living 

In  that  blest  Fatherland. 

Great  fastness  thou  of  honour!  thee  I  greet: 

Throw  wide  thy  gracious  gate, 
An  entrance  free  to  give  these  longing  feet, 

At  last  released,  though  late, 
From  wretchedness  and  sinning, 

And  life's  long,  weary  way; 
And  now,  of  God's  gift,  winning 

Eternity's  bright  day. 

Unnumbered  choirs  before  the  Lamb's  high  throne 

There  shout  the  jubilee, 
With  loud  resounding  peal  and  sweetest  tone, 

In  blissful  ecstasy : 
A  hundred  thousand  voices 

Take  up  the  wondrous  song; 
Eternity  rejoices 

God's  praises  to  prolong.     Amen. 

Johann  M.  Meyfart,  1630; 
Tr.  Bishop  William  R.  W hittingham,  i860,  cento. 

Also  the  following 

61  Rejoice,  rejoice,  believers 

71  O  come,  all  ye  faithful 

76  Christians,  awake 

92  From  the  eastern  mountains 
110  Alleluia,  song  of  gladness 
143  All  glory,  laud,  and  honour 
168  Hail!  festal  day 

498 


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169  Welcome,  happy  morning 

184  Hail!  festal  day 

195  Hail!  festal  day 

205  Holy,  Holy,  Holy!  Lord  God  Almighty 

295  For  all  the  saints,  who  from  their  labours 

468  Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken 

474  O  Sion,  haste,  thy  mission  high 


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VII.  CAROLS 

543  7.6.7.6.6.7.6. 

GREAT  and  mighty  wonder, 
A  full  and  holy  cure ! 
The  Virgin  bears  the  Infant 
With  virgin-honour  pure. 
Repeat  the  hymn  again ! 

"  To  God  on  high  be  glory, 
And  peace  on  earth  to  men!" 


The  Word  becomes  incarnate 
And  yet  remains  on  high! 

And  cherubim  sing  anthems 
To  shepherds  from  the  sky. 
Repeat,  etc. 


3  While  thus  they  sing  your  Monarch, 
Those  bright  angelic  bands, 
Rejoice,  ye  vales  and  mountains, 
Ye  oceans,  clap  your  hands. 
Repeat,  etc. 

499 


CAROLS 

Since  all  He  comes  to  ransom, 

By  all  be  He  adored, 
The  Infant  born  in  Bethl'em, 

The  Saviour  and  the  Lord. 
Repeat,  etc. 

And  idol  forms  shall  perish, 

And  error  shall  decay, 
And  Christ  shall  wield  His  scepter, 

Our  Lord  and  God  for  aye. 
Repeat,  etc. 

St.  Germanus,  634-734;  Tr.  Rev.  John  Mason  Neale,  1S62. 


544  p.m. 

"HEN  Christ  was  born  of  Mary  free, 
In  Bethlehem,  that  fair  citie, 
Angels  sang  there  with  mirth  and  glee, 
"In  excelsis  gloria." 


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2  Herdsmen  beheld  these  angels  bright, 
To  them  appearing  with  great  light, 
Who  said,  God's  Son  is  born  this  night, 

"In  excelsis  gloria." 

3  This  King  is  come  to  save  mankind, 
In  Scripture  promised  as  we  find, 
Therefore  this  song  have  we  in  mind, 

"In  excelsis  gloria." 

4  Grant  us,  O  Lord,  for  Thy  great  grace, 
In  heaven  in  bliss  to  see  Thy  face, 
Where  we  may  sing  to  Thy  solace, 

"In  excelsis  gloria."     Amen. 

Traditional,  15th  cent. 
500 


CAROLS 

545  p.m. 

THE  first  Noel  the  angel  did  say 
Was  to  certain  poor  shepherds  in  fields  as  they  lay ; 
In  fields  as  they  lay,  keeping  their  sheep, 
On  a  cold  winter's  night  that  was  so  deep. 
Noel,  Noel,  Noel,  Noel, 
Born  is  the  King  of  Israel. 

2  They  looked  up  and  saw  a  star 
Shining  in  the  east,  beyond  them  far, 
And  to  the  earth  it  gave  great  light, 
And  so  it  continued  both  day  and  night. 

Noel,  etc. 

3  And  by  the  light  of  that  same  star 
Three  wise  men  came  from  country  far; 
To  seek  for  a  king  was  their  intent, 
And  to  follow  the  star  wherever  it  went. 

Noel,  etc. 

4  This  star  drew  nigh  to  the  northwest, 
O'er  Bethlehem  it  took  its  rest, 

And  there  it  did  both  stop  and  stay 
Right  over  the  place  where  Jesus  lay. 
Noel,  etc. 

5  Then  entered  in  those  wise  men  three 
Full  reverently  upon  their  knee, 
And  offered  there  in  His  presence 
Their  gold,  and  myrrh,  and  frankincense. 

Noel,  etc. 

6  Then  let  us  all  with  one  accord 
Sing  praises  to  our  heavenly  Lord ; 

That  hath  made  heaven  and  earth  of  naught, 
And  with  His  blood  mankind  hath  bought. 
Noel,  etc.    Amen. 

Traditional. 

501 


CAROLS 

546  p.m. 

LIKE  silver  lamps  in  a  distant  shrine, 
The  stars  are  sparkling  bright; 
The  bells  of  the  city  of  God  ring  out, 
For  the  Son  of  Mary  is  born  to-night. 
The  gloom  is  past, 
And  the  morn  at  last 
Is  coming  with  orient  light. 


No  earthly  songs  are  half  so  sweet 

As  those  which  are  filling  the  skies, 
And  never  a  palace  shone  half  so  fair 

As  the  manger-bed  where  our  Saviour  lies; 
No  night  in  the  year 
Is  half  so  dear 
As  this  which  has  ended  our  sighs. 


The  stars  of  heaven  still  shine  as  at  first 
They  gleamed  on  this  wonderful  night, 
The  bells  of  the  city  of  God  peal  out, 

And  the  angels'  song  still  rings  in  the  height, 
And  love  still  turns 
Where  the  Godhead  burns, 
Hid  in  flesh  from  fleshly  sight. 


4  Faith  sees  no  longer  the  stable  floor, 
The  pavement  of  sapphire  is  there, 
The  clear  light  of  heaven  streams  out  to  the  world, 
And  the  angels  of  God  are  crowding  the  air, 
And  heaven  and  earth, 
Through  the  spotless  birth, 
Are  at  peace  on  this  night  so  fair. 

William  C.  Dix,  1867. 
502 


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CAROLS 

547  p.m. 

00D  Christian  men,  rejoice, 
With  heart,  and  soul,  and  voice; 
Give  ye  heed  to  what  we  say : 

News!  Xews! 
Jesus  Christ  is  born  to-day; 
Ox  and  ass  before  Him  bow, 
And  He  is  in  the  manger  now. 
Christ  is  born  to-day ! 
Christ  is  born  to-day ! 

Good  Christian  men,  rejoice, 
With  heart,  and  soul,  and  voice; ' 

Now  ye  hear  of  endless  bliss: 
Joy!  Joy! 

Jesus  Christ  was  born  for  this! 
He  hath  oped  the  heavenly  door, 
And  man  is  blessed  evermore. 

Christ  was  born  for  this! 

Christ  was  born  for  this ! 

Good  Christian  men,  rejoice, 
With  heart,  and  soul,  and  voice;   - 

Now  ye  need  not  fear  the  grave: 
Peace!  Peace! 

Jesus  Christ  was  born  to  save! 
Calls  you  one  and  calls  you  all, 
To  gain  His  everlasting  hall: 

Christ  was  born  to  save ! 

Christ  was  born  to  save!     Amen. 

Latin;  Tr.  Rev.  John  Mason  Xeale,  1853. 


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548  8.6.8.6.8.6.8.4. 

"OY  fills  our  inmost  hearts  to-day ! 
The  royal  Child  is  born; 
And  angel  hosts  in  glad  array 
His  Advent  keep  this  morn. 

503 


CAROLS 

Rejoice,  rejoice !  the  incarnate  Word 

Has  come  on  earth  to  dwell; 
No  sweeter  sound  than  this  is  heard, 
Emmanuel ! 

Low  at  the  cradle  throne  we  bend, 

We  wonder  and  adore ; 
And  feel  no  bliss  can  ours  transcend, 

No  joy  was  sweet  before. 
Rejoice,  etc. 

For  us  the  world  must  lose  its  charms 

Before  the  manger  shrine, 
When,  folded  in  Thy  mother's  arms, 

We  see  Thee,  Babe  divine. 
Rejoice,  etc. 

Thou  Light  of  uncreated  Light, 

Shine  on  us,  holy  Child; 
That  we  may  keep  Thy  birthday  bright, 

With  service  undented. 
Rejoice,  etc. 

William  C.  Dix,  c.  1865. 


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549  7.6.7.6.8.8.5.7.7.5. 

|OST  Thou  in  a  manger  lie, 
Who  hast  all  created. 
Stretching  infant  hands  on  high, 

Saviour,  long  awaited? 
If  a  monarch,  where  Thy  state? 
Where  Thy  court  on  Thee  to  wait? 

Royal  purple,  where? 
Here  no  regal  pomp  we  see; 
Naught  but  need  and  penury: 

Why  thus  cradled  here? 

504 


CAROLS 

2  Pitying  love  for  fallen  man 

Brought  Me  down  thus  low; 
For  a  race  deep  lost  in  sin, 

Came  I  into  woe. 
By  this  lowly  birth  of  Mine, 
Sinner,  riches  shall  be  thine, 

Matchless  gifts  and  free; 
Willingly  this  yoke  I  take, 
And  this  sacrifice  I  make, 

Heaping  joys  for  thee. 

3  Fervent  praise  would  I  to  Thee 

Evermore  be  raising; 
For  Thy  wondrous  love  to  me 

Thee  be  ever  praising. 
Glory,  glory  be  forever 
Unto  that  most  bounteous  Giver, 

And  that  loving  Lord ! 
Better  witness  to  Thy  worth, 
Purer  praise  than  ours  on  earth. 

Angels'  songs  afford.     Amen. 

Latin,  J.  Mauburn,  1494;  Tr.  Mrs.  Elizabeth  Charles,  1858. 

550  p.m. 

SILENT  night,  holy  night, 
All  is  calm,  all  is  bright 
Round  yon  Virgin  Mother  and  Child. 
Holy  Infant  so  tender  and  mild, 
Sleep  in  heavenly  peace, 
Sleep  in  heavenly  peace. 

2  Silent  night,  holy  night. 
Shepherds  quake  at  the  sight. 
Glories  stream  from  heaven  afar, 
Heavenly  hosts  sing  alleluia ; 
Christ,  the  Saviour,  is  born! 
Christ,  the  Saviour,  is  born! 

505 


551 


CAROLS 

3  Silent  night,  holy  night, 
Son  of  God,  love's  pure  light 
Radiant  beams  from  Thy  holy  face, 
With  the  dawn  of  redeeming  grace, 
Jesus,  Lord,  at  Thy  birth, 
Jesus,  Lord,  at  Thy  birth.     Amen. 

Rev.  Joseph  Mohr,  1818. 


WE  three  kings  of  Orient  are, 
Bearing  gifts  we  traverse  afar, 
Field  and  fountain,  moor  and  mountain, 
Following  yonder  star. 

O  star  of  wonder,  star  of  night, 
Star  with  royal  beauty  bright; 
Westward  leading,  still  proceeding, 
Guide  us  to  thy  perfect  light. 

FIRST  KING 

Born  a  King  on  Bethlehem's  plain, 
Gold  I  bring  to  crown  Him  again, 
King  forever,  ceasing  never, 
Over  us  all  to  reign. 
O  star  of  wonder,  etc. 

SECOND  KING 

Frankincense  to  offer  have  I, 
Incense  owns  a  Deity  nigh, 
Prayer  and  praising,  all  men  raising, 
Worship  him,  God  most  high. 
O  star  of  wonder,  etc. 


506 


CAROLS 

THIRD  KING 

4  Myrrh  is  mine,  its  bitter  perfume 
Breathes  a  life  of  gathering  gloom ; 
Sorrowing,  sighing,  bleeding,  dying, 
Sealed  in  the  stone-cold  tomb. 

O  star  of  wonder,  etc. 

5  Glorious  now  behold  Him  arise, 
King,  and  God,  and  Sacrifice, 
Alleluia!  alleluia! 

Earth  to  the  heavens  replies. 
O  star  of  wonder,  star  of  night, 
Star  with  royal  beauty  bright; 
Westward  leading,  still  proceeding, 
Guide  us  to  thy  perfect  light.    Amen. 

Rev.  John  Henry  Hopkins,  Jr.,  1857. 


s- 


552  8.7.8.7.  double. 

[AW  you  never,  in  the  twilight, 
When  the  sun  had  left  the  skies, 
Up  in  heaven  the  clear  stars  shining 

Through  the  gloom,  like  silver  eyes? 
So  of  old  the  wise  men,  watching, 

Saw  a  little  stranger  star, 
And  they  knew  the  King  was  given, 

And  they  followed  it  from  far. 

2  Heard  you  never  of  the  story 

How  they  crossed  the  desert  wild , 
Journeyed  on  by  plain  and  mountain, 

Till  they  found  the  holy  Child? 
How  they  opened  all  their  treasure, 

Kneeling  to  that  infant  King; 
Gave  the  gold  and  fragrant  incense, 

Gave  the  myrrh  in  offering? 

507 


CAROLS 

Know  ye  not  that  lowly  baby 

Was  the  bright  and  morning  Star? 
He  Who  came  to  light  the  Gentiles, 

And  the  darkened  isles  afar? 
And  we,  too,  may  seek  His  cradle; 

There  our  hearts'  best  treasures  bring; 
Love,  and  faith,  and  true  devotion 

For  our  Saviour,  God,  and  King. 

Mrs.  Cecil  Frances  Alexander,  1853. 


553  7.7.7.6. 

EASTER  flowers  are  blooming  bright, 
Easter  skies  pour  radiant  light: 
Christ  our  Lord  is  risen  in  might, 
Glory  in  the  highest. 


2  Angels  caroled  this  sweet  lay, 
When  in  manger  rude  He  lay; 
Now  once  more  cast  grief  away, 
Glory  in  the  highest. 


3  He,  then  born  to  grief  and  pain, 
Now  to  glory  born  again, 
Calleth  forth  our  gladdest  strain, 
Glory  in  the  highest. 


4  As  He  riseth,  rise  we  too, 
Tune  we  heart  and  voice  anew, 
Offering  homage  glad  and  true, 
Glory  in  the  highest.    Amen. 

Mary  A .  Nicholson,  1875. 
508 


CAROLS 


554  8.8.8.  with  alleluias. 

ALLELUIA:    Alleluia:    Alleluia: 

1  0  sons  and  daughters,  let  us  sing! 
The  King  of  heaven,  the  glorious  King, 
C'er  death  to-day  rose  triumphing. 

Alleluia  I 

2  That  Easter  morn,  at  break  of  day, 
The  faithful  women  went  their  way 
To  seek  the  tomb  where  Jesus  lay. 

Alleluia  1 

3  An  angel  clad  in  white  they  see, 
Who  sat.  and  spake  unto  the  three, 
"Your  Lord  doth  go  to  Galilee.'' 

Alleluia! 

4  That  night  the  apostles  met  in  fear; 
Amidst  them  came  their  Lord  most  dear, 
And  said,  "My  peace  be  on  all  here.'' 

Alleluia ! 

5  When  Thomas  first  the  tidings  heard, 
How  they  had  seen  the  risen  Lord, 
He  doubted  the  disciples'  word. 

Alleluia! 

6  "My  pierced  hands,  O  Thomas,  see; 
My  hands,  My  feet.  I  show  to  thee; 
Xot  faithless,  but  believing  be." 

Alleluia ! 

7  Xo  longer  Thomas  then  denied. 

He  saw  the  feet,  the  hands,  the  side; 
''Thou  art  my  Lord  and  God."  he  cried. 

Alleluia ! 

509 


CAROLS 

8  How  blest  are  they  who  have  not  seen, 
And  yet  whose  faith  has  constant  been, 
For  they  eternal  life  shall  win. 

Alleluia! 

9  On  this  most  holy  day  of  days, 

To  God  your  hearts  and  voices  raise, 
In  laud,  and  jubilee,  and  praise. 

Alleluia! 

Latin,  17th  cent.;  Tr.  Rev.  John  Mason  Neale,  1851. 

555  l.m. 

JOY  dawned  again  on  Easter  Day, 
The  sun  shone  out  with  fairer  ray, 
When,  to  their  longing  eyes  restored, 
The  Apostles  saw  their  risen  Lord. 

2  His  risen  flesh  with  radiance  glowed; 
His  wounded  hands  and  feet  He  showed: 
Those  scars  their  silent  witness  gave 
That  Christ  was  risen  from  the  grave. 

3  O  Jesus,  King  of  gentleness, 

Do  Thou  our  inmost  hearts  possess; 
And  we  to  Thee  will  ever  raise 
The  tribute  of  our  grateful  praise. 

4  Jesus,  Who  art  the  Lord  of  all, 
In  this  our  Easter  festival, 

From  every  weapon  death  can  wield 
Thine  own  redeemed,  Thy  people,  shield. 

5  All  praise,  O  risen  Lord,  we  give 

To  Thee,  Who,  dead,  again  dost  live; 

To  God  the  Father  equal  praise, 

And  God  the  Holy  Ghost,  we  raise.     Amen. 

Latin ;  Tr.  Rev.  John  Mason  Neale,  1852, 
510 


CAROLS 

556  11.11.11.11.  with  refrain. 

GOD  kath  sent  His  angels  to  the  earth  again, 
Bringing  joyful  tidings  to  the  sons  of  men; 
They  who  first,  at  Christmas,  thronged  the  heavenly  way, 
Now  beside  the  tomb-door,  sit  on  Easter  Day. 
Angels  sing  His  triumph,  as  you  sang  His  birth, 
"Christ,  the  Lord,  is  risen.     Peace,  goodwill  on  earth." 

2  In  the  dreadful  desert,  where  the  Lord  was  tried, 
There  the  faithful  angels  gathered  at  His  side; 
And  when  in  the  garden,  grief  and  pain  and  care 
Bowed  Him  down  with  anguish,  they  were  with  Him 

there. 

3  Yet  the  Christ  they  honour  is  the  same  Christ  still, 
Who,  in  light  and  darkness,  did  His  Father's  will; 
And  the  tomb  deserted  shineth  like  the  sky, 
Since  He  passed  out  from  it  into  victory. 

4  God  has  still  His  angels,  helping,  at  His  word, 
All  His  faithful  children,  like  their  faithful  Lord; 
Soothing  them  in  sorrow,  arming  them  in  strife, 
Opening  wide  the  tomb-doors,  leading  into  life. 

Bishop  Phillips  Brooks,  1877. 


O 


557  6.6.6.6.8.8. 

|N  wings  of  living  light, 
At  earliest  dawn  of  day, 
Came  down  the  angel  bright, 
And  rolled  the  stone  away. 
Your  voices  raise  with  one  accord 
To  bless  and  praise  your  risen  Lord. 

The  keepers  watching  near, 
At  that  dread  sight  and  sound, 

Fell  down  with  sudden  fear 
Like  dead  men  to  the  ground. 
Your  voices  raise,  etc. 

511 


CAROLS 

3  Then  rose  from  death's  dark  gloom, 

Unseen  by  mortal  eye, 
Triumphant  o'er  the  tomb 
The  Lord  of  earth  and  sky! 
Your  voices  raise,  etc. 

4  O  let  your  hearts  be  strong! 

For  we,  like  Him,  shall  rise, 
To  dwell  with  Him  erelong 
In  bliss  beyond  the  skies. 

Your  voices  raise,  etc.     Amen. 

Bishop  W.  Walsham  How,  1S72. 

558  6.5.6.5.  double,  with  refrain. 

GOLDEN  harps  are  sounding, 
Angel  voices  sing, 
Pearly  gates  are  opened, 
Opened  for  the  King! 
Jesus,  King  of  glory, 

Jesus,  King  of  love, 
Is  gone  up  in  triumph, 
To  His  throne  above. 
All  His  work  is  ended, 

Joyfully  we  sing, 
Jesus  hath  ascended! 
Glory  to  our  King! 

2  He  Who  came  to  save  us, 
He  Who  bled  and  died, 
Now  is  crowned  with  glory, 

At  His  Father's  side. 
Nevermore  to  suffer, 
Nevermore  to  die; 
Jesus,  King  of  glory, 
Is  gone  up  on  high! 
All  his  work,  etc. 

512 


CAROLS 

3  Pleading  for  His  children 
In  that  blessed  place, 
Calling  them  to  glory, 

Sending  them  His  grace; 
His  bright  home  preparing, 

Faithful  ones,  for  you; 
Jesus  ever  liveth 
Ever  loveth  too. 

All  His  work,  etc.     Amen. 

Frances  R.  Haver  gal,  1S71. 

559  7.7.7.7. 

OY  because  the  circling  year 
Brings  our  day  of  blessings  here; 
Day  when  first  the  Light  divine 
On  the  Church  began  to  shine. 


j 


2  Like  to  quivering  tongues  of  flame 
Unto  each  the  Spirit  came : 

Tongues  that  each  might  hear  their  call; 
Fire,  that  love  might  burn  in  all. 

3  So  the  wondrous  works  of  God 
Wondrously  were  spread  abroad; 
Every  tribe's  familiar  tone 
Made  the  glorious  marvel  known. 

4  Still  the  Spirit's  fullness,  Lord, 

On  Thy  waiting  Church  be  poured ! 
Once  Thou  on  Thy  Church  didst  shower 
Mighty  signs  and  words  of  power; 

5  Humbler  things  we  ask  Thee  now. 
Gifts  of  heaven  to  men  below; 
Grant  our  burdened  heart  release, 
Grant  Thine  own  abiding  peace.     Amen. 

Latin;  Rev.  John  Ellerton  and  Rev.  Fenton  J.  A.  Hort,  187 1. 
513 


DOXOLOGIES 

L.M. 

PRAISE  God,  from  Whom  all  blessings  flow! 
Praise  Him,  all  creatures  here  below! 
Praise  Him  above,  ye  heavenly  host! 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost!     Amen. 


CM. 


TO  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
The  God  Whom  we  adore, 
Be  glory,  as  it  was,  is  now, 
And  shall  be  evermore.     Amen. 


S.M. 


TO  God,  the  Father,  Son, 
And  Spirit,  ever  blest, 
The  One  in  Three,  the  Three  in  One, 
Be  endless  praise  addressed.     Amen. 

7s. 

HOLY  Father,  Holy  Son, 
Holy  Spirit,  Three  in  One ! 
Glory,  as  of  old,  to  Thee, 
Now,  and  evermore  shall  be.     Amen. 

7.7.7.7.7.7. 

PRAISE  the  Name  of  God  most  high, 
Praise  Him,  all  below  the  sky, 
Praise  Him,  all  ye  heavenly  host, 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost; 
As  through  countless  ages  past, 
Evermore  His  praise  shall  last.     Amen. 

514 


DOXOLOGIES 


ALL  praise  to  the  Father,  the  Son 
And  Spirit,  thrice  holy  and  blest, 
Th'  eternal,  supreme  Three  in  One, 

Was,  is,  and  shall  still  be  addressed.   Amen. 

8.7. 

PRAISE  the  Father,  earth  and  heaven, 
Praise  the  Son,  the  Spirit  praise, 
As  it  was,  and  is,  be  given 

Glory  through  eternal  days.     Amen. 

8.7.8.7.8.7. 

PRAISE  and  honor  to  the  Father, 
Praise  and  honor  to  the  Son, 
Praise  and  honor  to  the  Spirit, 

Ever  Three  and  ever  One ; 
One  in  might  and  one  in  glory 
While  eternal  ages  run.     Amen. 

8.7.8.7.4.7. 

GREAT  Jehovah!  we  adore  Thee, 
God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
God  the  Spirit,  joined  in  glory 
On  the  same  eternal  throne: 

Endless  praises 
To  Jehovah,  Three  in  One.     Amen. 


10 


IIS. 

COME,  let  us  adore  Him!  come,  bow  at  His  feet! 
O  give  Him  the  glory,  the  praise  that  is  meet! 
Let  joyful  hosannas  unceasing  arise, 
And  join  the  full  chorus  that  gladdens  the  skies!    Amen. 


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Numbers  in  the  first  parenthesis  are  those  of  the  same  hymn  in   the  Hymnal 
of  1874;  those  in  the  second  are  in  the  Hymnal  of  1892. 

442   A  few  more  years  shall  roll (28)    (203)  442 

543   A  great  and  mighty  wonder 543 

344   A  little  child  the  Saviour  came      344 

213   A  mighty  Fortress  is  our  God 213 

See  in  former  Hymnal,  A  tower  of  strength  our  God 

doth  stand (416) 

19   Abide  with  me:  fast  falls  the  eventide (335)      (12)  19 

353   Above  the  clear  blue  sky (570)  353 

321    According  to  Thy  gracious  word (211)    (233)  321 

348    Advent  tells  us  Christ  is  near 348 

352    Again  the  morn  of  gladness 352 

155    Ah,  holy  Jesus,  how  hast  Thou  offended      155 

143   All  glory,  laud,  and  honour (72)      (90)  143 

193   All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  Name •  .    .    (424)    (450)  193 

82   All  my  heart  this  night  rejoices (538)  82 

249   All  people  that  on  earth  do  dwell      (405)    (470)  249 

25   All  praise  to  Thee,  my  God.  this  night (333)      (18)  25 

460  All  things  are  Thine;  no  gift  have  we      460 

358   All  things  bright  and  beautiful      358 

518   Alleluia!  Alleluia! (123)  518 

554  Alleluia!  Alleluia!  Alleluia! 

See,  O  sons  and  daughters,  let  us  sing 554 

174   Alleluia!  Alleluia!  Alleluia! 

See,  The  strife  is  o'er,  the  battle  done (123)  174 

192    Alleluia!  sing  to  Jesus (368)  192 

110   Alleluia,  song  of  gladness (430)      (73)  110 

115    Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross (471)    (508)  115 

517   Ancient  of  Days,  Who  sittest,  throned  in  glory (311)  517 

332    And  now,  O  Father,  mindful  of  the  love (228)  332 

461  Angel  voices,  ever  singing (304)  461 

80   Angels,  from  the  realms  of  glory (24)      (69)  80 

177   Angels,  roll  the  rock  away       (101)    (116)  177 

303   Approach,  my  soul,  the  mercy-seat (399)    (652)  303 

480   Arm  of  the  Lord,  awake!  awake (287)    (265)  480 

289   Around  the  throne  of  God  a  band 289 

387   Art  thou  weary,  art  thou  languid      (514)    (342)  387 

30   As  now  the  sun's  declining  rays 30 

313    As  pants  the  wearied  hart  for  cooling  springs (155)    (661)  313 

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94  As  with  gladness  men  of  old (45)    (  65)  94 

411   Asleep  in  Jesus!  blessed  sleep (260)    (244)  411 

400   At  even,  ere  the  sun  was  set (14)  400 

161    At  the  cross  her  station  keeping (103)  161 

178   At  the  Lamb's  high  feast  we  sing (100)    (118)  178 

526  At  the  Name  of  Jesus      (518)  526 

261    Awake,  and  sing  the  song (463)    (369)  261 

2   Awake,  my  soul,  and  with  the  sun (332)        (2)  2 

111  Awake,  my  soul,  stretch  every  nerve (476)    (503)  111 

309  Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne (409)    (473)  309 

28    Before  the  ending  of  the  day (359)      (21)  28 

148   Behold  the  Lamb  of  God (96)  148 

11    Behold  us,  Lord,  a  little  space 11 

150   Beneath  the  cross  of  Jesus      150 

506   Blessed  city,  heavenly  Salem      (400)  506 

10   Blest  are  the  moments,  doubly  blest 10 

277   Blest  are  the  pure  in  heart (410)  277 

489    Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds      (315)    (672)  489 

335  Bread  of  heaven,  on  Thee  we  feed (209)    (224)  335 

336  Bread  of  the  world,  in  mercy  broken (207)    (225)  336 

112  Breast  the  wave,  Christian (472)    (656)  112 

381    Breathe  on  me,  Breath  of  God 381 

69    Brief  life  is  here  our  portion (491)    (406)  69 

95  Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morning (37)      (66)  95 

527  Brightly  gleams  our  banner (515)  527 

337  By  Christ  redeemed,  in  Christ  restored (236)  337 

351    By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill (224)    (565)  351 

310  Call  Jehovah  thy  salvation (415)  310 

See,  God  shall  charge  His  angel  legions (469) 

84    Calm  on  the  listening  ear  of  night (26)      (55)  84 

535    Children  of  the  heavenly  King (449)    (452)  535 

484   Christ  for  the  world  we  sing (480)  484 

457  Christ  is  made  the  sure  foundation (282)    (483)  457 

458  Christ  is  our  corner-stone (279)    (294)  458 

219   Christ,  of  all  my  hopes  the  ground 219 

176   Christ  the  Lord  is  risen  to-day      (98)    (111)  176 

4   Christ,  Whose  glory  fills  the  skies (331)    (312)  4 

126  Christian !  dost  thou  see  them (68)      (81)  126 

127  Christian,  seek  not  yet  repose 127 

76   Christians,  awake,  salute  the  happy  morn (21)      (56)  76 

470   City  of  God,  how  broad  and  far 470 

202    Come,  gracious  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove (131)    (379)  202 

375   Come,  Holy  Ghost,  Creator  blest (380)  375 

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455   Come,  Holy  Ghost,  our  souls  inspire (137)    (289)   455 

9   Come,  Holy  Ghost,  Who  ever  One 9 

200   Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove (128)    (377)   200 

498   Come,  labour  on 498 

3    Come,  my  soul,  thou  must  be  waking (330)        (3)       3 

304    Come,  my  soul,  thy  suit  prepare (401)    (651)    304 

230   Come,  O  Thou  Traveler  unknown 230 

287    Come,  pure  hearts,  in  sweetest  measures      (272)    (497)   287 

173    Come,  see  the  place  where  Jesus  lay (102)  173 

209   Come,  Thou  almighty  King (428)    (388)   209 

196   Come,  Thou  Holy  Spirit,  come (378)    196 

55    Come,  Thou  long-expected  Jesus (48)     55 

203    Come  to  our  poor  nature's  night (135)   203 

388  Come  unto  Me,  ye  weary (437)   388 

389  Come,  ye  disconsolate (637)   389 

170   Come,  ye  faithful,  raise  the  strain      (110)    170 

424   Come,  ye  thankful  people,  come (306)    (193)   424 

91    Conquering  kings  their  titles  take (322)     91 

198   Creator  Spirit,  by  Whose  aid      (129)    (381)    198 

190   Crown  Him  with  many  crowns (116)    (374)    190 

65  Day  of  wrath!  O  day  of  mourning (483)      (36)     65 

443  Days  and  moments  quickly  flying (621)    443 

120  Dear  Lord  and  Father  of  mankind 120 

549  Dost  Thou  in  a  manger  he 549 

331  Draw  nigh  and  take  the  Body  of  the  Lord      (220)   331 

93  Earth  has  many  a  noble  city (63)  93 

553  Easter  flowers  are  blooming  bright 553 

417  Eternal  Father!  strong  to  save (267)    (306)  417 

242  Eternal  Light!  Eternal  Light! 242 

491  Eternal  Ruler  of  the  ceaseless  round 491 

31  Evensong  is  hushed  in  silence 31 

356  Fairest  Lord  Jesus 356 

440  Faith  of  our  fathers!  living  still 440 

357  Faithful  Shepherd,  feed  me 357 

409  Far  from  my  heavenly  home      (520)    (333)  409 

368  Father  in  heaven,  Who  lovest  all       368 

See,  Land  of  our  birth,  we  pledge  to  thee 

449   Father,  let  me  dedicate 449 

207    Father  of  all,  Whose  love  profound (142)    (139)  207 

341    Father  of  heaven,  Who  hast  created  all (206)  341 

397    Father,  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss (440)    (670)  397 

505    Father,  Who  on  man  dost  shower 505 

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418  Fierce  was  the  wild  billow      (265)  418 

113  Fight  the  good  fight  with  all  thy  might (505)  113 

482  Fling  out  the  banner!  let  it  float (253)  482 

295  For  all  the  saints,  who  from  their  labours  rest (187)    (176)  295 

428  For  the  beauty  of  the  earth 428 

510  For  thee,  O  dear,  dear  country (492)    (407)  510 

292  For  Thy  dear  saints,  O  Lord      (181)  292 

447  For  Thy  mercy  and  Thy  grace      (204)  447 

515  Forever  with  the  Lord        (489)    (675)  515 

283  Forsaken  once,  and  thrice  denied       283 

8  Forth  in  Thy  Name,  O  Lord,  I  go (318)    (639)  8 

123  Forty  days  and  forty  nights (49)      (79)  123 

180  Forty  days  of  Eastertide 180 

529  Forward!  be  our  watchword (523)  529 

250  From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies      (289)    (468)  250 

293  From  all  Thy  saints  in  warfare (175)    (174)  293 

32  From  every  stormy  wind  that  blows (403)    (481)  32 

476  From  Greenland's  icy  mountains (283)    (254)  476 

92  From  the  eastern  mountains      (62)  92 

301  Give  me  the  wings  of  faith  to  rise 301 

468  Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken (190)    (490)    468* 

162  Glory  be  to  Jesus (74)    (362)    162 

347  Glory  to  the  blessed  Jesus      (537)   347 

532  Go  forward,  Christian  soldier (510)   532 

490  Go,  labour  on !  spend  and  be  spent (584)   490 

151  Go  to  dark  Gethsemane      (86)      (93)    151 

435  God  bless  our  native  land       435 

See,  Our  fathers' God  to  Thee (196) 

556  God  hath  sent  His  angels  to  the  earth  again       556 

214  God  is  our  stronghold  and  our  stay      214 

486  God  is  working  His  purpose  out 486 

216  God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way (502)    (427)   216 

3il  God,  my  King,  Thy  might  confessing (423)    (465)   311 

312  God  of  mercy,  God  of  grace (332)   312 

441  God  of  our  fathers,  known  of  old 441 

430  God  of  our  fathers,  Whose  almighty  hand (194)   430 

414  God  of  the  living,  in  Whose  eyes 414 

439  God  of  the  nations,  Who  hast  led      439 

456  God  of  the  prophets!  bless  the  prophets'  sons (280)   456 

26   God,  that  madest  earth  and  heaven      (344)      (19)     26 

431  God,  the  all-merciful!  earth  hath  forsaken (198)   431 

141  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son (528)    141 

142  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son 142 

See,  Father,  hear  Thy  children's  call (529) 

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558  Golden  harps  are  sounding (545)    558 

547  Good  Christian  men,  rejoice 547 

121  Gracious  Spirit,  Holy  Ghost (527)      (76)    121 

64  Great  God,  what  do  I  see  and  hear       (484)      (37)     64 

41  Guide  me,  O  Thou  great  Jehovah      {505)    (414)     41 

168  Hail:  festal  day  (Easter) 168 

184  Hail!  festal  day  (Ascension ) 184 

195  Hail:  festal  day  (Whitsunday)      195 

191  Hail,  Thou  once  despised  Jesus      (76)    (365)    191 

273  Hail  to  the  Lord  Who  comes (154)   273 

99  Hail  to  the  Lord's  Anointed (34)    (323)     99 

63  Hark!  a  thrilling  voice  is  sounding (41)     63 

290  Hark:  hark,  my  soul:  angelic  songs  are  swelling (485)    (398)   290 

390  Hark,  my  soul:  it  is  the  Lord (521)    (599)   390 

54  Hark:  the  glad  sound!  the  Saviour  comes (15)      (47)     54 

72  Hark:  the  herald  angels  sing (17)      (51)     72 

103  Hark:  the  song  of  jubilee 42  103 

297  Hark:  the  sound  of  holy  voices (189)    (179)   297 

516  Hark!  the  voice  eternal (35)   516 

81  Hark!  what  mean  those  holy  voices (20)      (61)     81 

477  Hasten  the  time  appointed (291)    (255)   477 

179  He  is  risen,  He  is  risen (107)    (117)    179 

244  He  leadeth  me!  O  blessed  thought (616)   244 

118  He  who  would  valiant  be 118 

137  Heal  me,  O  my  Saviour,  heal      (356)    137 

520  Hear  us, Thou  that  brood edst (135)    520 

333  Here,  O  my  Lord,  I  see  Thee  face  to  face (219)   333 

156  His  are  the  thousand  sparkling  rills      156 

16  Holy  Father,  cheer  our  way 9       16 

210  Holy  Father,  great  Creator (145)    (386)    210 

208  Holy,  Holy,  Holy,  Lord (140)    (385)   208 

205  Holy,  Holy,  Holy:  Lord  God  Almighty (138)    (383)   205 

320  Holy  offerings,  rich  and  rare (478)   320 

372  Holy  Spirit,  Lord  of  love (213)   372 

374  Holy  Spirit,  Truth  divine 374 

53  Hosanna  to  the  living  Lord (4)    (316)     53 

108  How  beauteous  were  the  marks  divine 108 

See,  O  who  like  Thee,  so  calm,  so  bright (314) 

98  How  bright  appears  the  morning  star 98 

302  How  bright  these  glorious  spirits  shine (177)  302 

212  How  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints  of  the  Lord (398)    (636 1   212 

232  How  sweet  the  Name  of  Jesus  sounds      (395)    (433)   232 

252  How  wondrous  and  great (35)    (467)   252 

359  Hushed  was  the  evening  hymn      (568)   359 

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323   I  am  not  worthy,  holy  Lord (234)   323 

239   I  could  not  do  without  Thee      (603)   239 

386   I  do  not  ask,  O  Lord,  that  life  may  be (633)   386 

540   I  heard  a  sound  of  voices (404)   540 

241   I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say (528)  (673)   241 

325   I  hunger  and  I  thirst (343)   325 

398  I  look  to  Thee  in  every  need      398 

315  I  love  Thy  kingdom,  Lord      (191)  (485)   315 

399  I  sought  the  Lord,  and  afterward  I  knew 399 

350   I  think  when  I  read  that  sweet  story  of  old (226)  (562)   350 

405   Immortal  Love,  forever  full 405 

224   In  heavenly  love  abiding 224 

163  In  His  own  raiment  clad (106)    163 

272    In  His  temple  now  behold  Him (151)   272 

152    In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory (359)    152 

146   In  the  hour  of  trial (443)  (340)    146 

343   In  token  that  thou  shalt  not  fear      (241)  (209)   343 

34   Inspirer  and  hearer  of  prayer (339)  (643)     34 

79   It  came  upon  the  midnight  clear (22)  (59)     79 

542   Jerusalem!  high  tower  thy  glorious  walls (497)  542 

513   Jerusalem,  my  happy  home (496)  (402)   513 

511   Jerusalem  the  golden (493)  (408)   511 

135   Jesus,  and  shall  it  ever  be (218)  (597)    135 

267   Jesus  calls  us;  o'er  the  tumult (146)   267 

172   Jesus  Christ  is  risen  to-day (99)  (112)    172 

369   Jesus,  from  Thy  throne  on  high (526)   369 

360  Jesus,  gentlest  Saviour (576)   360 

217  Jesus,  I  live  to  Thee (666)   217 

379   Jesus,  I  my  cross  have  taken (236)  (358)   379 

164  Jesus,  in  Thy  dying  woes (530)    164 

521   Jesus,  King  of  glory (531)   521 

175   Jesus  lives!  thy  terrors  now       (104)  (122)    175 

128   Jesus,  Lord  of  life  and  glory (350)    128 

223   Jesus,  lover  of  my  soul (393)  (335)   223 

361  Jesus,  meek  and  gentle (225)  (567)   361 

229   Jesus,  my  Lord,  my  God,  my  all (600)   229 

391   Jesus,  my  Saviour,  look  on  me (394)  (341)   391 

215   Jesus,  my  strength,  my  hope (434)  (650)   215 

89   Jesus,  Name  of  wondrous  love (33)  (149)     89 

419   Jesus,  Saviour,  pilot  me 419 

479   Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun (284)  (261)   479 

448  Jesus,  still  lead  on (420)   448 

364   Jesus,  tender  Shepherd,  hear  me (534)   364 

316  Jesus,  the  very  thought  of  Thee (455)  (434)   316 

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328  Jesus,  Thou  Joy  of  loving  hearts (430)  328 

228  Jesus,  Thy  boundless  love  to  me (625)  228 

327  Jesus,  to  Thy  table  led (222)  327 

459  Jesus!  where'er  Thy  people  meet (296)  459 

473  Jesus,  with  Thy  Church  abide (525)  473 

559  Joy  because  the  circling  year 559 

555  Joy  dawned  again  on  Easter  day 555 

548  Joy  fills  our  inmost  hearts  to-day (539)  548 

101  Joy  to  the  world!  the  Lord  is  come      (40)    (324)  101 

437  Judge  eternal,  throned  in  splendour 437 

140  Just  as  I  am,  without  one  plea      (392)    (606)  140 

286   King  of  saints,  to  Whom  the  number (168)   286 

60  Lamp  of  our  feet,  whereby  we  trace (281)  60 

368  Land  of  our  birth,  we  pledge  to  thee 368 

245  Lead,  kindly  Light,  amid  the  encircling  gloom (512)    (423)  245 

524  Lead  on,  O  King  Eternal 524 

247  Lead  us,  heavenly  Father,  lead  us (506)    (421)   247 

248  Lead  us,  O  Father,  in  the  paths  of  peace (422)   248 

338   Let  all  mortal  flesh  keep  silence 338 

299  Let  saints  on  earth  in  concert  sing (391)  299 

485  Let  the  song  go  round  the  earth 485 

340  Let  Thy  Blood  in  mercy  poured 340 

186  Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  mighty  gates (454)  186 

100  Light  of  those  whose  dreary  dwelling (37)    (325)  100 

507  Light's  abode,  celestial  Salem (399)  507 

546  Like  silver  lamps  in  a  distant  shrine 546 

369  Litany  for  Children (526)  369 

141  Litany  of  Penitence  I (528)  141 

142  Litany  of  Penitence  II (529)  142 

473  Litany  of  the  Church (525)  473 

203  Litany  of  the  Holy  Ghost (524)  203 

204  Litany  of  the  Holy  Ghost (524)  204 

42    Litany  of  the  Incarnate  Life (527)  42 

57   Lo,  He  comes  with  clouds  descending (1)  (39)  57 

300  Lo!  what  a  cloud  of  witnesses (183)  (393)  300 

185   Look,  ye  saints,  the  sight  is  glorious (115)  (130)  185 

125   Lord,  as  to  Thy  dear  cross  we  flee (251)  (346)  125 

51  Lord,  dismiss  us  with  Thy  blessing      (165)      (34)  51 

305  Lord,  forever  at  Thy  side (466)    (649)  305 

36  Lord,  for  to-morrow  and  its  needs 36 

433  Lord  God,  we  worship  Thee (308)    (200)  433 

481  Lord,  her  watch  Thy  Church  is  keeping (260)  481 

122  Lord,  in  this  Thy  mercy's  day (63)      (88)  122 

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182   Lord,  in  Thy  Name  Thy  servants  plead (172)    (189)  182 

378   Lord,  in  Thy  presence  dread  and  sweet 378 

393  Lord,  it  belongs  not  to  my  care (665)  393 

See,  Christ  leads  me  through  no  darker  rooms    ....    (486) 

394  Lord  Jesus,  think  on  me (614)  394 

42   Lord  of  mercy  and  of  might (527)  42 

469   Lord  of  our  life,  and  God  of  our  salvation (496)  469 

450   Lord,  pour  Thy  Spirit  from  on  high (270)    (183)  450 

377   Lord,  shall  Thy  children  come  to  Thee (241)  377 

502   Lord,  speak  to  me,  that  I  may  speak (586)  502 

376   Lord,  Thy  children  guide  and  keep (572)  376 

59   Lord,  Thy  word  abideth      (282)  59 

124   Lord,  when  we  bend  before  Thy  throne (69)    (354)  124 

436   Lord,  while  for  all  mankind  we  pray 436 

271    Lord,  Who  fulfillest  thus  anew 271 

134   Lord,  Who  throughout  these  forty  days (78)  134 

233  Lord,  with  glowing  heart  I  'd  praise  Thee (454)    (443)  233 

226   Love  divine,  all  loves  excelling (456)    (432)  226 

231    Love  of  Jesus,  all  divine      (607)  231 

194   Majestic  sweetness  sits  enthroned 194 

500   Master,  no  offering      500 

434   My  country,  't  is  of  thee 434 

211    My  faith  looks  up  to  Thee (237)    (345)  211 

7   My  Father,  for  another  night (640)  7 

373    My  God,  accept  my  heart  this  day (234)    (429)  373 

329    My  God,  and  is  Thy  table  spread (205)    (231)  329 

221  My  God,  how  wonderful  Thou  art (460)    (441)  221 

234  My  God,  I  love  Thee:  not  because (458)    (653)  234 

385   My  God,  I  thank  Thee,  Who  hast  made      (624)  385 

392    My  God,  my  Father,  while  I  stray (256)    (667)  392 

220   My  heart  is  resting,  O  my  God ". 220 

396   My  Jesus,  as  Thou  wilt (634)  396 

117   My  soul,  be  on  thy  guard (470)    (504)  117 

314   My  soul  with  patience  waits (55)    (334)  314 

225   My  spirit  on  Thy  care (664)  225 

222  Nearer,  my  God.  to  Thee (507)    (344)   222 

1    New  every  morning  is  the  love      (329)        (1)       1 

109  Not  by  Thy  mighty  hand (72)  109 

27  Now  from  the  altar  of  my  heart (347)    (  20)  27 

339  Now,  my  tongue,  the  mystery  telling 339 

425  Now  thank  we  all  our  God (303)    (466)  425 

6  Now  that  the  sun  is  gleaming  bright 6 

365  Now  the  day  is  over * (535)  365 

413  Now  the  labourer's  task  is  o'er (242)  413 

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318   O  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul (474)  318 

12    O  Brightness  of  the  immortal  Father's  face (6)  12 

495  0  brothers,  lift  your  voices (579)  495 

71    O  come,  all  ye  faithful (19)      (49)  71 

153    O  come  and  mourn  with  me  awhile (89)    (105)  153 

308   O  come,  loud  anthems  let  us  sing (301)    (472)  308 

66   O  come,  O  come,  Emmanuel (13)      (45)  66 

262    O  could  I  speak  the  matchless  worth (3  74;  262 

43    O  day  of  rest  and  gladness (160)      (24 1  43 

382    O  Father,  all  creating 382 

306   O  for  a  closer  walk  with  God (435)    (660)  306 

260   O  for  a  heart  to  praise  my  God (467)    (439)  260 

446   O  God  of  Bethel,  by  Whose  hand      (417)  446 

251    O  God  of  God:  O  Light  of  Light (455)  251 

432   O  God  of  love,  O  King  of  peace (312)    (199)  432 

504    O  God  of  mercy:  hearken  now (275)  504 

492  O  God  of  truth,  Whose  living  word 492 

445   O  God,  our  help  in  ages  past      (29)    (418)  445 

322   O  God,  unseen  yet  ever  near      (221)  322 

533   O  happy  band  of  pilgrims (511)  533 

508  O  heavenly  Jerusalem (401)  508 

33   O  help  us,  Lord,  each  hour  of  need (337)  33 

181    O  Jesus,  crowned  with  all  renown 181 

52   O  Jesus,  crucified  for  man (5)  52 

380   O  Jesus,  I  have  promised (615)  380 

131  O  Jesus!  Lord  most  merciful (360)  131 

132  O  Jesus,  Thou  art  standing (10)    (357)  132 

149   O  Lamb  of  God,  still  keep  me (363)  149 

345   O  let  the  children  come  to  Me 345 

40   O  Light,  Whose  beams  illumine  all (424  40 

78   O  little  town  of  Bethlehem (58)  78 

496  O  Lord,  and  Master  of  us  all 496 

429   O  Lord  of  heaven  and  earth  and  sea (477)  429 

87   O  Lord,  the  Holy  Innocents (178)    (575)  87 

401    O  Love  divine,  that  stooped  to  share (627)  401 

235  O  Love  that  casts  out  fear (431)  235 

236  O  Love  that  wilt  not  let  me  go 236 

421    O  Maker  of  the  sea  and  sky 421 

493  O  Master,  let  me  walk  with  Thee      493 

509  O  mother  dear,  Jerusalem (495)    (403)  509 

107   O  north,  with  all  thy  vales  of  green      107 

97   O  One  with  God  the  Father (68)  97 

167   O  Paradise,  O  Paradise (509)    (394)  167 

384   O  perfect  Love,  all  human  thought  transcending (238)  384 

158  O  sacred  head  surrounded (87)    (102)  158 

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330   O  Saving  Victim,  opening  wide      (227)  330 

48  O  Saviour,  bless  us  ere  we  go (338)      (22)  48 

(Sweet  Saviour,  bless  us  ere  we  go) 

523   O  Saviour,  precious  Saviour (444)  523 

474    O  Sion,  haste,  thy  mission  high  fulfilling (249)  474 

280   O  Son  of  God,  our  Captain  of  salvation (161)  280 

554   O  sons  and  daughters,  let  us  sing 554 

483   O  Spirit  of  the  living  God (126)    (288)  483 

403   O  Thou  from  Whom  all  goodness  flows (65)    (663)  403 

462  O  Thou  in  Whom  Thy  saints  repose        (302)  462 

119   O  Thou  to  Whose  all-searching  sight (62)    (302)  119 

268   O  Thou  Who  didst,  with  love  untold       (144)  268 

86   O  Thou,  Who  gav'st  Thy  servant  grace (146)  86 

454   O  Thou  Who  makest  souls  to  shine      454 

366   O  Thou  Whose  feet  have  climbed  life's  hill 366 

5   O  Trinity  of  blessed  light 5 

307   O  't  was  a  joyful  sound  to  hear (281)    (493)  307 

102   O  very  God  of  very  God (326)  102 

541    O  what  the  joy  and  the  glory  must  be (397)  541 

471    O  where  are  kings  and  empires  now 471 

285   O  wondrous  type!  O  vision  fair (167)  285 

58  O  Word  of  God  incarnate (362)    (284)  58 

255   O  worship  the  King (519)    (459)  255 

73   Of  the  Father's  love  begotten (52)  73 

116   Of t  in  danger,  of t  in  woe (477)    (506)  116 

282   On  Jordan's  bank  the  Baptist's  cry (12)      (44)  282 

530   On  our  way  rejoicing (522)  530 

47   On  this  day,  the  first  of  days 47 

557   On  wings  of  living  light 557 

349   Once  in  royal  David's  city (233)    (540)  349 

438   Once  to  every  man  and  nation 438 

463  One  sole  baptismal  sign (197)    (492)  463 

408   One  sweetly  solemn  thought (676)  408 

528   Onward,  Christian  soldiers (232)    (516)  528 

197   Our  blest  Redeemer,  ere  He  breathed (132)    (375)  197 

49  Our  day  of  praise  is  done (23)  49 

499   Our  Father!  Thy  dear  Name  doth  show 499 

187   Our  Lord  is  risen  from  the  dead (117)    (132)  187 


406   Peace,  perfect  peace,  in  this  dark  world  of  sin (674)   406 

467   Pleasant  are  Thy  courts  above (200)    (489)  467 

258   Praise,  my  soul,  the  King  of  heaven (529)    (458)  258 

263   Praise  the  Lord  through  every  nation      263 

423   Praise  to  God,  immortal  praise      (302)    (192)   423 


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274  Praise  to  the  heavenly  Wisdom <455 

259  Praise  to  the  Holiest  in  the  height ("453 

275  Praise  we  the  Lord  this  day (181)  (158 

61  Rejoice,  rejoice,  believers (5)  (43 

522  Rejoice,  the  Lord  is  King (457 

534  Rejoice,  ye  pure  in  heart (520 

165  Resting  from  His  work  to-day (90)  (107 

452  Revive  Thy  work,  O  Lord (618 

145  Ride  on!  ride  on  in  majesty (73)  (91 

444  Ring  out,  wild  bells,  to  the  wild  sky 

466  Rise,  crowned  with  light,  imperial  Salem,  rise (36)  (487 

114  Rise,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings (447)  (512 

497  Rise  up,  O  men  of  God 

218  Rock  of  ages,  cleft  for  me (391)  (336 

206  Round  the  Lord  in  glory  seated (431)  (387 

420  Safe  upon  the  billowy  deep (309 

46  Safely  through  another  week (350) 

50  Saviour,  again  to  Thy  dear  Xame  we  raise (169)  (32 

525  Saviour,  blessed  Saviour (519 

24  Saviour,  breathe  an  evening  blessing (17 

355  Saviour,  like  a  shepherd  lead  us (229)  (573 

243  Saviour,  source  of  every  blessing (370)  (442 

478  Saviour,  sprinkle  many  nations (257 

354  Saviour,  teach  me  day  by  day (563 

130  Saviour!  when  in  dust  to  Thee (53)  (89 

39  Saviour,  when  night  involves  the  skies (325)  (641 

342  Saviour,  Who  Thy  flock  art  feeding      (213)  (207 

552  Saw  you  never,  in  the  twilight (512 

519  See  the  Conqueror  mounts  in  triumph (526 

147  See  the  destined  day  arise (81)  (97 

324  Shepherd  of  souls,  refresh  and  bless      (210)  (235 

74  Shout  the  glad  tidings,  exultingly  sing (23)  (53 

550  Silent  night,  holy  night 

139  Sinful,  sighing  to  be  blest (347 

264  Sing  Alleluia  forth  in  duteous  praise (432)  (462 

257  Sing,  my  soul,  His  wondrous  love (373)  (438 

77  Sing,  O  sing,  this  blessed  morn (57 

20  Softly  now  the  light  of  day (340)  (13 

346  Soldiers  of  Christ,  arise (216)  (509 

488  Soldiers  of  the  cross,  arise (581 

256  Songs  of  praise  the  angels  sang (422)  (476 

96  Songs  of  thankfulness  and  praise (67 

527 


274 
259 
275 

61 
522 
534 
165 
452 
145 
444 
466 
114 
497 
218 
206 

420 

46 

50 

525 

24 

355 

243 

478 

354 

130 

39 

342 

552 

519 

147 

324 

74 

550 

139 

264 

257 

77 

20 

346 

488 

256 

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487    Soon  may  the  last  glad  song  arise 487 

204   Spirit  blest,  Who  art  adored 204 

See,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove (524) 

201    Spirit  divine,  attend  our  prayers (382)  201 

199   Spirit  of  mercy,  truth,  and  love (133)    (136)  199 

536   Stand  up,  stand  up  for  Jesus (582)  536 

288    Stars  of  the  morning,  so  gloriously  bright (170)  288 

18   Sun  of  my  soul,  Thou  Saviour  dear (336)      (11)  18 

415  Sunset  and  evening  star      415 

44   Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King (150)  44 

48   Sweet  Saviour,  bless  us  ere  we  go      (338)      (22) 

See,  O  Saviour,  bless  us,  etc 48 

157   Sweet  the  moments,  rich  in  blessing (84)    (104)  157 

410  Tarry  with  me,  O  my  Saviour (642)  410 

539   Ten  thousand  times  ten  thousand (396)  539 

416  Tender  Shepherd,  Thou  hast  stilled      (263)    (248)  416 

88  The  ancient  law  departs (32)    (148)  88 

464  The  Church's  one  foundation (202)    (491)  464 

370   The  cross  is  on  our  brow (212)  370 

13  The  day  is  gently  sinking  to  a  close (349)        (7)  13 

21  The  day  is  past  and  gone (334)    (645)  21 

23   The  day  is  past  and  over (341)      (16)  23 

171    The  day  of  resurrection (105)    (115)  171 

29   The  day  Thou  gavest,  Lord,  is  ended 29 

545   The  first  Noel  the  angel  did  say 545 

254   The  God  of  Abraham  praise (141)    (460)  254 

166   The  grave  itself  a  garden  is (108)  166 

188   The  head,  that  once  was  crowned  with  thorns (114)    (372)  188 

326  The  King  of  love  my  Shepherd  is (464)    (412)  326 

70   The  King  shall  come  when  morning  dawns 70 

317   The  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare (504)    (659)  317 

475   The  morning  light  is  breaking (252)  475 

14  The  radiant  morn  hath  passed  away (8)  14 

144   The  royal  banners  forward  go (79)      (94)  144 

294   The  saints  of  God!  their  conflict  past (175)  294 

22  .The  shadows  of  the  evening  hours (337)      (15)  22 

276   The  sighs  and  the  sorrows      276 

281   The  son  of  Consolation (162)  281 

85   The  Son  of  God  goes  forth  to  war (176)    (507)  85 

253   The  spacious  firmament  on  high (508)    (464)  253 

163   The  Story  of  the  Cross (106)  163 

291    The  story  of  Thy  coming 291 

174   The  strife  is  o'er,  the  battle  done (103)    (112)  174 

17   The  sun  is  sinking  fast (345)      (10)  17 

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383  The  voice  that  breathed  o'er  Eden (248)    (240)   383 

164  The  Words  on  the  Cross (530)    164 

68  The  world  is  very  evil (490)    (405)     68 

514  There  is  a  blessed  home      (307)    (679)   514 

159  There  is  a  green  hill  far  away (231)    (544)    159 

512  There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight (488)    (678)   512 

363  There's  a  friend  for  little  children (553)   363 

240  There's  a  wideness  in  God's  mercy 240 

371  Thine  forever!  God  of  love (238)    (216)   371 

45  This  is  the  day  of  light (159)      (28)     45 

538  Those  eternal  bowers (395)   538 

67  Thou  art  coming,  O  my  Saviour (317)     67 

189  Thou  art  gone  up  on  high (113)    (373)    189 

404  Thou  art  my  hiding-place,  O  Lord (253)  404 

279  Thou  art  the  Way,  to  Thee  alone (501)    (425)   279 

83  Thou  didst  leave  Thy  throne  and  Thy  kingly  crown (319)     83 

227  Thou  hidden  love  of  God,  whose  height (515)    (658)   227 

402  Thou  knowest,  Lord,  the  weariness  and  sorrow (630)   402 

246  Thou  say'st,  "Take  up  thy  cross" 246 

334  Thou,  Who  at  Thy  first  Eucharist  didst  pray (230)   334 

104  Thou,  Whose  almighty  word (146)    (327)    104 

38  Three  in  One,  and  One  in  Three (389)     38 

503  Through  Him  Who  all  our  sickness  felt (588)   503 

15  Through  the  day  Thy  love  has  spared  us (342)    (646)      15 

537  Through  the  night  of  doubt  and  sorrow (521)    537 

105  Thy  kingdom  come,  O  God (7)    (329)    105 

56  Thy  kingdom  come!  on  bended  knee 56 

238  Thy  life  was  given  for  me (604)   238 

395  Thy  way,  not  mine,  O  Lord (254)    (632)   395 

90  To  the  Name  of  our  salvation (321)     90 

183  To  Thee,  our  God,  we  fly (187)    183 

472  Triumphant  Sion,  lift  thy  head (192)    (488)   472 

62  Wake,  awake,  for  night  is  flying (40)     62 

106  Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night      (43)    (331)    106 

367  We  build  our  school  on  Thee,  O  Lord 367 

427  We  come  unto  our  fathers'  God 427 

319  We  give  Thee  but  Thine  own (299)    (268)   319 

465  We  love  the  place,  O  God (484)   465 

531  We  march,  we  march  to  victory (514)    531 

426  We  plow  the  fields,  and  scatter      426 

278  We  praise  Thy  grace,  O  Saviour (159)   278 

284  We  praise  Thy  Name,  O  Lord  most  High 284 

270  We  sing  the  glorious  conquest (150)   270 

160  We  sing  the  praise  of  Him  Who  died (78)    (100)    160 

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551    We  three  kings  of  Orient  are      551 

269   We  walk  by  faith,  and  not  by  sight (426)  269 

407   We  would  see  Jesus (629)  407 

129   Weary  of  earth,  and  laden  with  my  sin (67)      (82)  129 

136   Weary  of  wandering  from  my  God (70)      (83)  136 

169    Welcome,  happy  morning (109)  169 

237   When  all  Thy  mercies,  O  my  God (426)    (657)  237 

544    When  Christ  was  born  of  Mary  free 544 

154   When  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross (83)    (101)  154 

362   When  Jesus  left  His  Father's  throne (230)    (561)  362 

37    When  morning  gilds  the  skies (445)  37 

412    When  our  heads  are  bowed  with  woe (252)    (348)  412 

501    When  wilt  Thou  save  the  people 501 

138   When  wounded  sore  the  stricken  soul (380)  138 

494    Where  cross  the  crowded  ways  of  life 494 

75   While  shepherds  watched  their  flocks  by  night (18)      (54)  75 

35   While  Thee  I  seek,  protecting  Power (441)    (671)  35 

298   Who  are  these  in  bright  array (494)    (180)  298 

296   Who  are  these  like  stars  appearing (178)  296 

133    With  broken  heart  and  contrite  sigh (71)      (87)  133 

422   With  the  sweet  word  of  peace 422 

453   Ye  Christian  heralds,  go,  proclaim (290)    (263)  453 

265  Ye  holy  angels  bright 265 

451    Ye  servants  of  the  Lord      (171)    (186)  451 

266  Ye  watchers  and  ye  holy  ones 266 


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INDEX   OF   AUTHORS 


Abelard,  Peter 1079-1142 541 

Adams,  Mrs.  Sarah  (Flower) 1805-1848 222 

Addison,  Joseph  .  ■ 1672-1719  ....    237,253,317 

Ainger,  Arthur  Campbell 1841-              486 

Alexander,  Mrs.  Cecil  Frances  (Humphreys)  1823-1895  87,  138,  156,  159,  179, 

267,  283,  349,  358,  552 

Alford,  Dean  Henry 1810-1871  269,343,424,529,539 

Allen,  Rev.  James 1734-1804 157 

Anonymous     .    .  37,  174,  199,  209,  257,  275,  284,  347,  355,  356,  378,  399,  458 

Armstrong,  Bishop  John 1813-1856 454 

Auber,  Miss  Harriet 1773-1862 197 

Baker.  Rev.  Sir  Henry  Williams,  Bart.     .    .  1821-1877  7,47,59,73,158,323, 

326,  432,  514 

Bakewell,  Rev.  John       1721-1819 191 

Barbauld,  Mrs.  Anna  Laetitia  (Aiken)     .    .  1743-1825 423 

Baring-Gould,  Rev.  Sabine 1834-  ....    365,  528,  537 

Barton.  Bernard 1784-1849 60 

Baxter,  Rev.  Richard       1615-1691 265,  393 

Baynes,  Rev.  Robert  Hall 1831-1895 327 

Benson,  Archbishop  Edward  White      .    .    .  1829-1897 181 

Benson,  Rev.  Louis  Fitzgerald       1855-             366 

Bernault,  Abbe 88 

Bickersteth,  Bishop  Edward  Henry      .    .    .  1825-1906  ....      24,  406,  495 

Binney,  Rev.  Thomas 1798-1874 242 

Bode.  Rev.  John  Ernest 1816-1874 380 

Bonar,  Rev.  Horatius 1808-1889  235,  241,  333,  395,  442, 

490 

Borthwick,  Miss  Jane 1813-1897  396,402,448,477,498 

Bottome,  Rev.  F 1823-             231 

Bowring,  Sir  John 1792-1872 106,152 

Brady,  Rev.  Nicholas      1659-1726 

See,  Tate  and  Brady 

Bridges,  Matthew 1800-1893  ....     148,190,373 

Bright,  Canon  William 1824-1901 332 

Bromehead,  Rev.  Joseph 1748-1826 513 

Brooks,  Rev.  Charles  T 1813-1883 435 

Brooks,  Bishop  Phillips      1835-1898 78,  556 

Browne,  Rev.  Simon c.  1680-1732 202 

P.rownlie,  Rev.  John 1859-              70,  340 

Bryant,  William  Cullen 1794-1878 107 

Buckoll,  Rev.  Henry  James 1803-1871 3,377 

531 


INDEX   OF   AUTHORS 


Bullock,  Dean  William -1874 465 

Bunyan.John 1628-1688 118 

Burleigh,  Rev.  William  Henry 1812-1871 248 

Burns,  Rev.  James  Drummond 1823-1864 359 

Burton,  Rev.  Henry 1840-  421 

Byromjohn 1692-1763 76 

Cameron,  Rev.  William       1751-1811 302 

Campbell,  Miss  Jane  M 1817-1878 426 

Campbell,  Robert 1814-1868 178,  287 

Canitz,  Friedrich   Rudolph   Ludwig,  Frei- 

herr  von 1654-1699 3 

Carlyle,  Rev.  Joseph  Dacre 1759-1804 124 

Cary,  Miss  Phoebe 1824-1871 408 

Caswall,  Rev.  Edward 1814-1878  17,37,63,93,161,162, 

196,  234,  316,  330,  375,  443 

Cawood,  Rev.  John      1775-1852 81 

Cennick,  Rev.  John 1718-1755 57,535 

Chadwick,  Rev.  John  White 1846-1904 491 

Chandler,  Rev.  John 1806-1876  .    30,91,282,353,458 

Charles,  Mrs.  Elizabeth  (Rundle)      ....  1858  549 

Chatfield,  Rev.  Allen  William 1808-  394 

Chope,  Rev.  Richard  Robert 1830-  265 

Chorley,  Henry  Fothergill      1808-1872 431 

Clark,  Miss  Emily  V 1891  504 

Claudius,  Rev.  Matthias 1740-1815 426 

Clephane,  Miss  Elizabeth  Cecilia      ....  1830-1869 150 

Coffin,  Charles 1676-1749 30,282 

Collins,  Rev.  Henry 1854         229 

Collyer,  Rev.  William  Benge 1782-1854 64 

Conder,  Josiah 1789-1855 335 

Cooper,  Rev.  Edward      1770-1833 207 

Coppee,  Henry 1821-1895 420 

Coote,  Mrs.  Maude  (Oswell) 1871  281 

Cosin,  Bishop  John 1594-1672 455 

Cotterill,  Rev.  Thomas 1779-1823 64,218 

Cowper,  William 1731-1800  .    .    216,306,390,459 

Cox,  Miss  Frances  Elizabeth 1812-1897 175,  296 

Coxe,  Bishop  Arthur  Cleveland 1818-1896  ....    108,471,478 

Cummins,  James  John       1795-1867 128 

Danish 537 

Davies,  Bishop  Thomas  Frederick,  Jr.     .    .  1872-  291 

Davison,  Rev.  W.  Hope 1827-  521 

Dearmer,  Rev.  Percy      1867-  505 

532 


INDEX   OF   AUTHORS 


Deck,  Rev.  James  George 1802-1884 149 

Dickson,  Rev.  David 1649  509 

Dix,  William  Chatterton 1837-1898     94,192,370,388,546, 

548 
Doane,  Bishop  George  Washington      .    .    .      1799-1859     ....      20,279,482 

Doane,  Bishop  William  Croswell 1832-1913 517 

Doddridge,  Rev.  Philip 1702-1751     54,111,329,446,451, 

472 

Downton,  Rev.  Henry 1818-1885 447,481 

Draper,  Rev.  Bourne  Hall 1775-1843 453 

Dryden.John      1631-1701 198 

Duffield,  Rev.  George,  Jr 1818-1888 536 

Duncan,  Mrs.  Mary  (Lundie) 1814-1840 364 

Dutch 263 

Dwight,  Rev.  John  S 1844 435 

Dwight,  Rev.  Timothy 1752-1817      315 

Eddis,  Edward  William 1864  12 

Edmeston,  James 1791-1867 24,247 

Edwards,  Rev.  Frederick 1905  .    .■ 439 

Ellerton,  Rev.  John 1826-1893  11,29,45,49,50,169, 

264,  270,  273,  274,  280,  286,  352,  382,  413,  414,  431,  462,  559 

Elliott,  Miss  Charlotte 1789-1871  .    .    127,140,391,392 

Elliott,  Ebenezer 1781-1849 501 

Elliott,  Miss  Emily  Elizabeth  Steele    .    .    .  1836-1897 83 

Elven,  Rev.  Cornelius 1797-1873 133 

"F.  B.  P." 1583-  509,513 

Faber,  Rev.  Frederick  William 1814-1863    48,153,167,221,240, 

290,  360,  440 

Fawcett,  Rev.  John 1740-1817 51,489 

Feith,  Rev.  Rhijnvis 1806  263 

Findlater,  Mrs.  Sarah  (Borthwick)    ....      1823-1886 61 

Fortunatus,  Venantius  Honorius  (Bishop)    .   c.  530-609      144,  147,  168,  169,  184, 

195 
Franck,  Johann 1618-1677 433 

Gellert,  Rev.  Christian  Furchtgott   ....      1715-1769 175 

Gerhardt,  Paulus 1607-1676 82,  228 

German 3,37,61,62,98,119,155,175,186,213,227,228,296, 

341,  356,  396,  412,  416,  425,  426,  433,  448,  469,  542 

Gibbons,  Rev.  Thomas 1720-1785 177 

Gill,  Thomas  Hornblower 1819-1906 427 

Gilmore,  Rev.  Joseph  Henry 1834-  244 

Gisborne,  Rev.  Thomas      c.  1760-  39 

Gladden,  Rev.  Washington 1836-  493 

533 


INDEX   OF   AUTHORS 


Grant,  Sir  Robert 1785-1838 130,255 

Greek 12,  23,  70,  126,  170,  171,  288,  338,  340,  394,  418,  533,  538 

Gregory,  George      1787  313 

Grigg,  Rev.  Joseph        c.  1720-1768 135 

Griswold,  Bishop  Alexander  Viets     ....      1766-1843 210 

Gurney,  Mrs.  Dorothy  F.  (Blomfield)  .    .    .      1858-  384 

Gurney,  Rev.  John  Hampden 1802-1862 125 

Hamilton,  Rev.  James 1793-1861 131 

Hammond,  Rev.  William 1718-1783 261 

Hankey,  Miss  Katherine 1846-  348 

Harbaugh,  Rev.  Henry 1850  217 

Hastings,  Thomas 1784-1872 389 

Hatch,  Rev.  Edwin      1835-1889 381 

Havergal,  Miss  Frances  Ridley 1836-1879  .    .     67,  238,  239,  502, 

523,  558 

Haweis,  Rev.  Thomas 1732-1820 403 

Heath,  Rev.  George -1822 117 

Heber,  Bishop  Reginald 1783-1826  26,  42,53,85,86,95, 

205,  336,  351,  476 

Hedge,  Rev.  Frederick  Henry 1805-1890 213 

Heermann,  Rev.  Johann 1585-1647 155 

Hensley,  Rev.  Lewis        1824-1905 105 

Hernaman,  Mrs.  Claudia  Frances  (Ibotson)       1838-1898 134 

Hind,  Bishop  Samuel      1793-1872 377 

Holland,  Rev.  Henry  Scott 1905  437 

Holmes,  Dr.  Oliver  Wendell       1809-1894 401 

Hopkins,  Rev.' John  Henry,  Jr 1820-1891 551 

Hopper,  Rev.  Edward 1818-1888 419 

Hort,  Rev.  Fenton  John  Anthony     ....      1828-1892 559 

Hosmer,  Rev.  Frederick  Lucien 1840-  56 

How,  Bishop  William  Walsham 1823-1897  52,  58,  89,  97,  132,  183, 

278,  295,  319,  376,  488,  557 

Hughes,  Thomas      1823-1896 492 

Hutton,  Frances  A 1875  146 

Ingemann,  Bernhard  Severin 1789-1862 537 

Irons,  Rev.  William  Josiah 1812   1883 65 

Italian 162 

Johnson,  Rev.  Samuel 1822-1882 470 

Julian,  Rev.  John 1839-  251,516 

"K"  in  Rippon's  "Selections"      212 

Keble,  Rev.  John 1792-1866  1,18,41,182,277,383 

Kelly,  Rev.  Thomas 1769-1854  15,160,173,185,188 

534 


INDEX   OF  AUTHORS 


Ken,  Bishop  Thomas      1637-1711 2,25 

Kethe,  Rev.  William 16th  cent 249 

Key,  Francis  Scott 1779-1843 233 

Kipling,  Rudyard 1865-  368,  441 

Knapp,  Rev.  Albert 1798-1864 341 

Lacey,  Rev.  Theodore  Alexander 1853-  ....     168,184,195 

Latin   .    .    5,  6,  9,  17,  28,  30,  47,  63,  65,  66,  68,  69,  71,  73,  90,  91,  93,  110,  143, 

144, 147, 158, 161, 168, 169, 172, 174, 178, 184, 195,  196, 198, 234, 264, 

276,  285,  287,  313,  316,  328,  330,  331,  339,  375,  455,  457,  458,  459, 

506,  507,  508,  510,  511,  541,  543,  544,  545,  547,  549,  554,  555,  559 

Laurenti,  Laurentius 1670-1722 61 

Leeson,  Miss  Jane  Eliza 1807-1882 354 

Leland,  Rev.  John 1754-1841 21 

Littledale,  Rev.  Richard  Frederick    ....      1833-1890 141,204 

Liturgy  of  St.  James 338 

Logan,  John      1748-1788 446 

Longfellow,  Rev.  Samuel 1819-1892 374,  398 

Lowell,  James  Russell 1819-1891 438 

Lowenstern,  Matthaus  Apelles  von       .    .    .      1594-1648 469 

Lowth,  Bishop  Robert 1710-1787 313 

Luke,  Mrs.  Jemima  (Thompson) 1813-1906 350 

Luther,  Martin 1483-1546 213 

Lyte,  Rev.  Henry  Francis 1793-1847     .    .    19,225,258,312, 

379,  409,  467 

Mackay,  Mrs.  Margaret 1802-1887 411 

Maclagan,  Archbishop  William  Dalrymple       1826-1910 294,372 

Madan,  Rev.  Martin       1726-1790 191 

Mahlmann,  Siegfried  A 1815-  435 

Mant,  Bishop  Richard 1776-1848        ..147,161,206,292, 

311,375 

Marriott,  Rev.  John 1780-1825 104 

Mason,  Rev.  Jackson 1833-1889 180 

Mason,  Rev.  John -1694 27 

Matheson,  Rev.  George      1842-1906 236 

Mauburn,  J 549 

Maude,  Mrs.  Mary  Fawler  (Hooper)    .    .    .      1819-  371 

Medley,  Rev.  Samuel 1738-1799 262 

Meinhold,  Rev.  Johann  Wilhelm       ....      1797-1851 416 

Mercer,  Rev.  William 1811-1873 98 

Merrill,  Rev.  William  Pierson 1867-  497 

Meyer,  Sebastian  William 1856-  367 

Meyfart,  Johann  M 1590-1642 542 

Midlane,  Rev.  Albert 1825-1909 363,  452 

Milman,  Dean  Henry  Hart 1791-1868     ....      33,145,412 

535 


INDEX  OF  AUTHORS 


Mohr,  Rev.  Joseph      1792-1848 550 

Monroe,  Rev.  Edward 1815-1866 163 

Monsell,  Rev.  John  Samuel  Bewley     .    .    .  1811-1875  113,139,320,325,530 

Montgomery,  James 1771-1854  80,  99,  103,  146,  151, 

256,  263,  298,  305,  310,  318,  321,  324,  362,  450,  483,  515 

Moore,  Thomas 1779-1852 389 

Moultrie,  Rev.  Gerard 1829-1885 338,  531 

Mozley,  Henry  W 1866  271 

Muhlenberg,  Rev.  William  Augustus   .    .    .  1796-1877 74,342 

Neale,  Rev.  John  Mason 1818-1866  5,23,28,66,68,69,73, 

90,  102,  110,  126,  143,  144,  170,  171,  276,  285,  288,  289,  331,  387, 
418,  457,  506,  507,  510,  511,  533,  538,  541,  543,  547,  554,  555 

Nelson,  Horatio,  Earl 1823-  293 

Newman,  Cardinal  John  Henry 1801-1890  ....    6,  9,  245,  259 

Newton,  Rev.  John      1725-1807  .46,232,303,304,468 

Nicholson,  Mary  A 553 

Nicolai,  Rev.  Philip 1556-1608 62,  98 

Noel,  Miss  Caroline  Maria 1817-1877 526 

North,  Rev.  Frank  Mason 1850-  494 

Oakeley,  Rev.  Frederick 1802-1880 71 

Olivers,  Rev.  Thomas 1725-1799 254 

Onderdonk,  Bishop  Henry  Ustick    ....  1789-1858 252 

Osier,  Dr.  Edward 1798-1863 322 

Oxford  Hymn  Book 1908  339 

Palgrave,  Francis  Turner 1824-1897 246 

Palmer,  Rev.  Ray 1808-1887 211,328 

Paris  Breviary 1736  91 

Parker,  Rev.  Edwin  P 1836-  500 

Perronet,  Rev.  Edward       1726-1793 193 

Pierpoint,  Folliott  Sandford 1835-  428 

Plumptre,  Dean  Edward  Hayes 1821-1891 40,534 

Pollock,  Rev.  Thomas  B 1836-1896  142,164,357,369,473 

Pope,  Alexander      1688-1744 466 

Pott,  Rev.  Francis       1832-1909 174,  461 

Potter,  Rev.  Thomas  Joseph 1827-1873 527 

Prid,  William       1585  509 

Proctor,  Miss  Adelaide  Anne 1825-1864  ....      22,  385,  386 

Prynne,  Rev.  George  R 1818-1902 361 

Prudentius,  Aurelius  Clemens 5th  cent 73,  93 

Purchas,  Rev.  John 1823-1873 31 

Pusey,  Philip 1799-1855 469 

Pye,  Rev.  Henry  John 1825  272 

536 


INDEX   OF   AUTHORS 


Raffles,  Rev.  Thomas      1788-1863 404 

Rawson,  Rev.  George 1807-1889 203,337 

Reed,  Rev.  Andrew 1787-1862 201 

Richards,  Rev.  Charles  H 1839-  499 

Riley,  Athelstan 1906  266 

Rinkart,  Rev.  Martin      1586-1649 425 

Roberts,  Rev.  Daniel  C 1841-1907 430 

Robertson,  Rev.  William 1820-1864 344 

Robinson,  George 1842  463 

Robinson,  Rev.  Richard  H 1842-  16 

Robinson,  Rev.  Robert 1735-1790 243 

Rorison,  Rev.  Gilbert      1821-1869 38 

St.  Ambrose  of  Milan 340-397        5,  9,  28 

St.  Anatolius c.  800  23,  418 

St.  Andrew  of  Crete 126 

St.  Bernard  of  Clairvaux 1091-1153      ....     158,316,328 

St.  Bernard  of  Cluny c.  1145          ...    68,69,510,511 

St.  Francis  Xavier 1506-1552 234 

St.  Germancus 634-734       543 

St.  John  of  Damascus 8th  cent 170,171,538 

St.  Joseph  of  the  Studium 9th  cent 288,  533 

St.Theodulph      9th  cent 143 

St.  Thomas  Aquinas 1227-1274 330,339 

Schenck,  Rev.  Heinrich  Theobald     ....      1656-1727 296 

Schmolck,  Rev.  Benjamin 1672-1737 396 

Scotch  Paraphrase 1650  300 

Scott,  Rev.  Thomas 1705-1775 177 

Seagrave,  Rev.  Robert 1693-?  114 

Sears,  Rev.  Edmund  H 1810-1876 79,84 

Shirley,  Hon.  and  Rev.  Walter 1725-1786 157 

Shmbsole,  William 1759-1829 480 

ShurtlefJ,  Rev.  Ernest  W 1862-  524 

Smith,  Mrs.  Caroline  Louisa  (Sprague)  .    .    .  1852  410 

Smith,  Rev.  Samuel  Francis 1808-1895 434,  475 

Smyttan,  Rev.  George  Hunt      1825-1870 123 

Sophronius 12 

Stammers,  Joseph 1801-1885 112 

Steele,  Miss  Anne 1716-1778 397 

Stennett,  Rev.  Samuel 1727-1795 194 

Stock,  Miss  Sarah  Geraldina 1838-1898 485 

Stone,  Rev.  Samuel  John 1839-1900 129,  464 

Stowell,  Rev.  Hugh 1790-1865 32 

Swedish 345 

Synesius,  Bishop  of  Ptolemais 375-430       394 

537 


INDEX   OF   AUTHORS 


Tate,  Rev.  Nahum 1652-1715 75 

Tate  and  Brady 1696          .    .    172,  307,  308,  314 

Taylor,  John 1750-1826 522 

Tennyson,  Alfred,  Lord   .   . 1809-1900 415,444 

Tersteegen,  Gerhardt 1697-1769 227 

Thomas  of  Celano 13th  cent 65 

Thomson,  Mrs.  Mary  Ann 1834-  474 

Thring,  Rev.  Godfrey 1823-1903     .     14,92,137,146,520, 

525,  540 

Toke,  Mrs.  Emma  Leslie        1812-1872 189,268 

Toplady,  Rev.  Augustus  Montague      .    .    .  1740-1778     ....      34,191,218 

Traditional 544,  545 

Turton,  Col.  William  H 1856-  334 

Tuttiett,  Rev.  Laurence      1825-1897 449,  532 

T wells,  Rev.  Henry 1823-1900 400 

Vokes,  Mrs 487 

Wallin,  Archbishop  Johan  0 1779-1839 345 

Wardlaw,  Rev.  Ralph      1779-1853 219 

Waring,  Miss  Anna  Letitia 1820-1910 220,  224 

Warner,  Miss  Anna  Bartlett 1821-  407 

Watson,  George 1816-  422 

Watts,  Rev.  Isaac 1674-1748     44,  101,115,154,200, 

250,  301,  302,  309,  445,  479,  512 

Weissel,  Rev.  George 1590-1635 186 

Welsh 41 

Wesley,  Rev.  Charles       1707-1788   4,8,55,57,72,100,136, 

176,  187,  215,  223,  226,  230,  260,  299,  346,  503,  522 

Wesley,  Rev.  John 1703-1791      .    .    119,187,227,228 

W.,  G.  M 345 

Whateley,  Archbishop  Richard 1787-1863 26 

White,  Henry  Kirke 1785-1806 116 

Whiting,  William 1825-1878 417 

Whittier,  John  Greenleaf 1807-1892      .    .    120,  405,  460,  496 

Whittingham,  Bishop  William  Rollinson  .    .      1805-1879 542 

Whytehead,  Rev.  Thomas      1815-1843 165 

Williams,  Bishop  G.  M 1857-  345 

Williams,  Helen  Maria 1786  35 

Williams,  Rev.  Isaac 1802-1865 122,  508 

Williams,  Rev.  Peter 1722-1796 41 

Williams,  Rev.  William 1717-1791 41 

Willis,  Richard  Storrs 1819-1900 356 

Winkworth,  Miss  Catherine 1829-1878       62,  82,  186,  341,  416, 

425,  433 
Wolcott,  Rev.  Samuel 1813-1886 484 

538 


INDEX   OF    AUTHORS 


Woodford,  Bishop  James  Russell      ....  1820-1885 109 

Wordsworth,  Bishop  Christopher     ....  1807-1885  13,43,77,96,121,166, 

208,  297,  429,  518,  519 

Wordsworth,  Miss  Elizabeth 1840-  214 

Wordsworth.  William 1770-1850 10 

Wortman,  Rev.  Denis 1835-  456 

Wreford,  Rev.  John  Reynell 1800-1881 436 

Xavier,  Sister  Mary 1877  36 

Yattendon  Hymnal 155 

Zinzendorf.  Count  Nicholas  L.  von  .    .    .    .       1700-1760 119,448 


539 


A   LIST   OF   HYMNS   FOR   A   YEAR 


Sundays  and  Greater  Holy  Days 

Advent  Sunday.     Processionals,  57,  67;  Morning  Prayer,  1,  54,  114 

Introit,  445;  Holy  Communion,  488,  53,  321;  Evening  Praxer,  56 

39,  51. 
Second  Sunday  in  Advent.    Pro.,  537,  66;  M.  P.,  59,  106,  477;  Int. 

312;  H.  C,  58,  104,  337;  E.  P.,  55,  127,  29. 
Third  Sunday  in  Advent.     Pro.,  61 .  99;  M.  P.,  63,  451,  2;  Int.  42 

H.  C,  282,  44,  322;  E.  P.,  132,  70,  26. 
Fourth  Sunday  in  Advent.    Pro.,  517,  523;  M.  P.,  443,  512,  108;  Int. 

66;  H.  C,  64,  393,  442;  E.  P.,  68,  62,  49. 
Christmas  Day.    Pro.,  72,  76;  M.  P.,  75,  78,  550;  Int.,  71;  #.  C,  81,  83 

549,  108;  E.  P.,  349,  545,  546. 
First  Sunday  after  Christmas.    Pro.,  71,  81;  M.  P.,  83,  90,  79;  Int. 

547;  H.  C,  84,  548,  82;  E.  P.,  540,  75,  22. 
Epiphany.     (Sufficient  under  that  heading.) 
First  Sunday  after  Epiphany.    Pro.,  92,  94;  M.  P.,  102,  252,  502 

Int.,  105;  H.  C,  95,  101,  242;  E.  P.,  103,  260,  25. 
Second  Sunday  after  Epiphany.    Pro.,  524,  534;  M.  P.,  472,  107,  224 

Int.,  446;  H.  C,  96,  466,  329;  E.  P.,  482,  234,  31. 
Third  Sunday  after  Epiphany.    Pro.,  466,  527;  M.  P.,  233,  120,  45 

Int.,  472;  H.  C,  485,  317,  336;  E.  P.,  104,  269,  30. 
Fourth  Sunday  after  Epiphany.    Pro.,  529,  481;  M.  P.,  405,  484,  33 

Int.,  116;  H.  C,  418,  471,  331;  E.  P.,  34,  15,  223. 
Fifth  Sunday  after  Epiphany.    Pro.,  538.  541;  M.  P.,  248,  218,  32 

Int.,  307;  H.  C,  271,  492,  333;  E.  P.,  318,  263,  23. 
Sixth  Sunday  after  Epiphany.    Pro.,  254,  526;  M.  P.,  393,  68,  289 

Int.,  257;  H.  C,  379,  296,  338;  E.  P.,  431,  227,  400. 
Septuagesima  Sunday.     Pro.,  112,  528;   M.  P.,  119,  111,  301;  Int. 

346;  #.  C,  402,  490,  326;  E.  P.,  245,  404,  48. 
Sexagesima  Sunday.     Pro.,  532,  212;  M.  P.,  109,  394,  309;  Int.,  303 

H.  C,  236,  217,  328;  E.  P.,  215,  200.  49. 
Quinquagesima  Sunday.    Pro.,  509,  536;  M.  P.,  249.  504,  36;  Int.,  387 

#.  C,  494,  121,  324;  E.  P.,  499,  513,  354. 
Ash  Wednesday.     (Sufficient  under  that  heading.) 
First  Sunday  in  Lent.    Pro.,  126,  380;  M.  P.,  6,  136,  373;  Int.,  133 

H.  C,  123,  496,  340;  E.  P.,  137,  300,  240. 
Second  Sunday  in  Lent.    Pro.,  239,  488;  M.  P.,  128,  259,  42;  Int.,  222 

H.  C,  138,  129,  325;  E.  P.  138,  222,  27. 

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A   LIST   OF   HYMNS    FOR   A   YEAR 


Third  Sunday  in  Lent.    Pro.,  537,  533;  M.  P.,  Ill,  122,  232;  Int.,  388; 

H.  C,  391,  246,  329;  E.  P.,  35,  135,  218. 
Fourth  Sunday  in  Lent.     Pro.,  253,  297;  M.  P.,  124,  397,  470;  Int., 

32;  H.  C,  317,  390,  323;  E.  P.,  305,  150,  14. 
Fifth  Sunday  in  Lent.    Pro.,  233,  495;  M.  P.,  146,  37,  132;  hit.,  465; 

H.  C,  403,  149,  330;  E.  P.,  493,  160,  28. 
Sixth  Sunday  in  Lent.    Pro.,  143,  145;  M.  P.,  144,  148,  401;  Int.,  147; 

//.  C,  153,  157,  332;  E.  P.,  115,  162,  17. 
Good  Friday  and  Easter  Even.     (Sufficient  under  Holy  Week  and 

Easter  Even.) 
Easter  Day.     Pro.,  168,  169,  170;  M.  P.,  171,  175,  256;  Int.,  172 

H.  C,  178,  553,  331;  E.  P.,  173,  166,  557,  29. 
First  Sunday  after  Easter.     Pro.,  179,  518;  M.  P.,  176,  211,  406 

Int.,  175;  //.  C,  192,  148,  555;  E.  P.,  235,  414,  24. 
Second  Sunday  after  Easter.    Pro.,  37,  43;  M.  P.,  47,  263,  306;  Int. 

466;  H.  C,  167,  297,  324;  E.  P.,  513,  225,  19. 
Third  Sunday  after  Easter.     Pro.,  531,  103;  M.  P.,  193,  277,  174 

Int.,  313;  H.  C,  264,  225,  178;  E.  P.,  381,  469,  38. 
Fourth  Sunday  after  Easter.    Pro.,  191,  251;  M.  P.,  104,  180,  514 

Int.,  252;  //.  C,  266,  259,  148;  E.  P.,  194,  219,  248. 
Fifth  Sunday  after  Easter.     Pro.,  297,  534;  M.  P.,  226,  181,  244 

Int.,  255;  H.  C,  188,  265,  337;  E.  P.,  183,  236,  39. 
Ascension  Day.     (Sufficient  under  that  heading.) 
Sunday  after  Ascension  Day.    Pro.,  190,  519;  M.  P.,  185,  479,  483 

Int.,  186;  H.  C,  254,  189,  321;  E.  P.,  389,  427,  408. 
Whitsunday.    Pro.,  196,  195,  520;  M.  P.,  45,  197,  369;  Int.,  468;  H.  C. 

201,  202,  334;  E.  P.,  198,  306,  50. 
Trinity  Sunday.    Pro.,  205,  206;  M.  P.,  259,  207,  266;  Int.,  209;  H.  C. 

247,  221,  322;  E.  P.,  288,  254,  364. 
First  Sunday  after  Trinity.     Pro.,  517,  522;  M.  P.,  216,  405,  433 

Int.,  249;  H.  C,  489,  499,  223;  E.  P.,  32,  89,  16. 
Second  Sunday  after  Trinity.    Pro.,  464,  495;  M.  P.,  258,  262,  267 

Int.,  235;  H.  C,  491,  485,  238;  E.  P.,  279,  289,  354. 
Third  Sunday  after  Trinity.    Pro.,  506,  511;  M.  P.,  312,  326,  487 

Int.,  32;  H.  C,  463,  448,  335;  E.  P.,  512,  257,  222,  49. 
Fourth  Sunday  after  Trinity.    Pro.,  85,  540;  M.  P.,  355,  260,  215 

Int.,  35;  H.  C,  483,  315,  332;  E.  P.,  207,  108,  91. 
Fifth  Sunday  after  Trinity.    Pro.,  532,  536;  M.  P.,  317,  269,  234 

Int.,  373;  H.  C,  454,  149,  331;  E.  P.,  233,  197,  59. 
Sixth  Sunday  after  Trinity.     Pro.,  58,  212;  M.  P.,  256,  304,  385 

Int.,  140;  H.  C,  224,  264,  235;  E.  P.,  430,  502,  105. 
Seventh  Sunday  after  Trinity.    Pro.,  527,  539;  M.  P.,  346,  403,  471 

Int.,  467;  H.  C,  200,  227,  325;  E.  P.,  481,  116,  38. 
Eighth  Sunday  after  Trinity.     Pro.,  37,  466;  M.  P.,  404,  56,  446 

Int.,  250;  H.  C,  137,  228,  322;  E.  P.,  41,  461,  489. 


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Ninth  Sunday  after  Trinity.    Pro.,  525.  535;  M.  P..  9.  279.  252;  Int., 

277;  H.  C.  218,  193.  330;  E.  P.,  359,  429,  484. 
Tenth  Sunday  after  Trinity.     Pro.,  510.  380;  M.  P..  433,  454.  469; 

Int..  119;  II.  C,  121,  319,  340;  E.  P..  240.  486.  48. 
Eleventh  Sunday  after  Trinity.     Pro.,  251.  508;  M.  P..  326.  237. 

209;  Int.,  116;  H.  C,  450,  389,  339;  E.  P..  259.  494.  30. 
Twelfth  Sunday  after  Trinity.    Pro.,  541,  190;  M.  P. ,265,  361.  431; 

Int..  115;  H.  C,  306,  230,  329;  E.  P.,  415.  489.  400. 
Thirteenth  Sunday  after  Trinity.    Pro.,,  467.  528;  M.  P..  304.  472. 

194;  Int.,  117;  H.  C,  357,  262,  336;  E.  P.,  193,  83,  18. 
Fourteenth  Sunday  after  Trinity.    Pro.,  468.  506;  M.  P.,  261,  211, 

232;  Int..  85;  H.  C.  503,  493,  338;  E.  P..  233.  220,  29. 
Fifteenth  Sunday  after  Trinity.     Pro.,  69.  103;  M.  P.,  41.  44,  90; 

Int..  252;  H.  C.  160.  196.  324;  E.  P..  395.  112,  235. 
Sixteenth  Sunday  after  Trinity.     Pro..  499.  524;  M.  P..  497.  480. 

454;  Int..  394;  H.  C,  301,  264,  360;  E.  P..  206,  121,  15. 
Seventeenth  Sunday  after  Trinity.    Pro..  208.  526;  M.  P..  261.  211. 

219;  Int.,  312;  H.  C,  464,  470,  399;  E.  P.,  440.  451,  245. 
Eighteenth  Sunday  after  Trinity.    Pro.,  536.  537;  M.  P..  403.  279, 

227;  Int.,  209;  H.  C,  371,  346,  335;  E.  P..  408.  398.  400. 
Nineteenth  Sunday  after  Trinity.    Pro.,  352.  297;  M.  P..  226.  210. 

200;  Int.,  216;  H.  C,  127,  135,  203.  328;  E.  P.,  379.  392.  425. 
Twentieth  Sunday  after  Trinity.     Pro.,  539,  541;  M.  P..  493.  485, 

432;  Int..  313;  H.  C,  221,  198.  162;  E.  P..  515.  83,  28. 
Twenty-First  Sunday  after  Trinity.     Pro.,  251,  302;  3/.  P.,  307, 

390.  60:  /«/..  33;  H.  C,  34,  120.  154;  E.  P..  194.  376,  404. 
Twenty-Second  Sunday  after  Trinity.    Pro..  529,  535;  M.  P..  260, 

246.  240;  Int.,  235;  #.  C.  237,  199.  327;  £.  P..  361.  374.  232^ 
Twenty-Third  Sunday  after  Trinity.    Pro..  90.  167;  M .  P..  41.  465. 

318;  Int..  489;  //.  C.  258.  241.  287.  322;  E.  P..  197.  118,  100. 
Twenty-Fourth  Sunday  after  Trinity.     Pro.,  517.  467;  M.  P..  40, 

59.  299:  Int..  311;  H.  C,  423,  427.  445.  325;  E.  P..  426.  453.  19. 
Twenty-Fifth  Sunday  after  Trinity.     Pro..  541,  542;  M.  P.,  535. 

486.  471 ;  Int.,  457;  tf .  C,  452,  389,  226,  360;  E.  P..  267.  295.  410. 


543 


A  LIST  OF   GENERAL   HYMNS 


All  under  Daily  Prayer,  1-52. 

58  0  Word  of  God  incarnate. 

59  Lord,  Thy  word  abideth. 

60  Lamp  of  our  feet,  whereby  we  trace. 
89    Jesus,  Name  of  wondrous  love. 

105    Thy  kingdom  come,  O  God. 

108  How  beauteous  were  the  marks  divine. 

109  Xot  by  Thy  mighty  hand. 

All  under  Septuagesima,  111-121. 
132    O  Jesus,  Thou  art  standing. 
135    Jesus,  and  shall  it  ever  be. 
146    In  the  hour  of  trial. 
152    In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory. 
160    We  sing  the  praise  of  Him  Who  died. 

193  All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  Name. 

194  Majestic  sweetness  sits  enthroned. 
197    Our  blest  Redeemer,  ere  He  breathed. 
200    Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove. 
209    Come,  Thou  almighty  King. 

All  under  Sundays  after  Trinity. 
267    Jesus  calls  us;  o'er  the  tumult. 
269    We  walk  by  faith,  and  not  by  sight. 
279    Thou  art  the  Way,  to  Thee  alone. 
287    Come,  pure  hearts,  in  sweetest  measures. 

Hymns  294-302. 

All  under  Introits,  303-318. 
319    We  give  Thee  but  Thine  own. 
326    The  King  of  love  my  Shepherd  is. 
328    Jesus,  Thou  Joy  of  loving  hearts. 
356  Soldiers  of  Christ,  arise. 
361    Jesus,  meek  and  gentle. 

373  My  God,  accept  my  heart  this  day. 

374  Holy  Spirit,  Truth  divine. 

376    Lord,  Thy  children  guide  and  keep. 

379  Jesus,  I  my  cross  have  taken. 

380  O  Jesus,  I  have  promised. 

385    My  God,  I  thank  Thee,  Who  hast  made. 
All  under  Visitation,  385-409. 

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419   Jesus,  Saviour,  pilot  me. 

422    With  the  sweet  word  of  peace. 

425  Now  thank  we  all  our  God. 

426  We  plow  the  fields,  and  scatter. 

428  For  the  beauty  of  the  earth. 

429  O  Lord  of  heaven  and  earth  and  sea. 

432  O  God  of  love,  O  King  of  peace. 

433  Lord  God,  we  worship  Thee. 

434  My  country,  't  is  of  thee. 

435  God  bless  our  native  land. 

440    Faith  of  our  fathers!  living  still. 

445  O  God,  our  help  in  ages  past. 

446  O  God  of  Bethel,  by  Whose  hand. 
448   Jesus,  still  lead  on. 

451  Ye  servants  of  the  Lord. 

452  Revive  Thy  work,  O  Lord. 

All  under  The  Church  Militant,  463-473. 

Missions  474-487. 

Brotherhood  and  Service,  488-504. 


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31  Evensong  is  hushed  in  silence. 

55  Come,  Thou  long-expected  Jesus. 

67  Thou  art  coming,  O  my  Saviour. 

83  Thou  didst  leave  Thy  throne. 

85  The  Son  of  God  goes  forth  to  war. 

112  Breast  the  wave,  Christian. 

115  Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross. 

116  Oft  in  danger,  oft  in  woe. 

122  Lord,  in  this  Thy  mercy's  day.     . 

126  Christian!  dost  thou  see  them. 

128  Jesus,  Lord  of  life  and  glory. 

129  Weary  of  earth,  and  laden  with  my  sin. 

131  O  Jesus!  Lord  most  merciful. 

132  O  Jesus,  Thou  art  standing. 

133  With  broken  heart  and  contrite  sigh. 
135  Jesus,  and  shall  it  ever  be. 

138  When  wounded  sore  the  stricken  soul. 

139  Sinful,  sighing  to  be  blest. 

140  Just  as  I  am,  without  one  plea. 
146  In  the  hour  of  trial. 

149  O  Lamb  of  God,  still  keep  me. 

150  Beneath  the  cross  of  Jesus. 
152  In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory. 

154  When  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross. 

162  Glory  be  to  Jesus. 

175  Jesus  lives!  thy  terrors  now. 

192  Alleluia!  sing  to  Jesus. 

193  All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  Name. 
203  Come  to  our  poor  nature's  night. 
211  My  faith  looks  up  to  Thee. 

218  Rock  of  ages,  cleft  for  me. 

222  Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee. 

223  Jesus,  Lover  of  my  soul. 

226  Love  divine,  all  loves  excelling. 

238  Thy  life  was  given  for  me. 

239  I  could  not  do  without  Thee. 

240  There's  a  wideness  in  God's  mercy. 

241  I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say. 

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HYMNS   FOR   PAROCHIAL   MISSIONS 


267   Jesus  calls  us;  o'er  the  tumult. 

303  Approach,  my  soul,  the  mercy-seat. 

304  Come,  my  soul,  thy  suit  prepare. 
306    O  for  a  closer  walk  with  God. 
316   Jesus,  the  very  thought  of  Thee. 
346    Soldiers  of  Christ,  arise. 

379  Jesus,  I  my  cross  have  taken. 

380  O  Jesus,  I  have  promised. 

387    Art  thou  weary,  art  thou  languid. 

403  O  Thou  from  Whom  all  goodness  flows. 

404  Thou  art  my  hiding-place,  O  Lord. 
419    Jesus,  Saviour,  pilot  me. 

442    A  few  more  years  shall  roll. 
452    Revive  Thy  work,  O  Lord. 

478  Saviour,  sprinkle  many  nations. 

479  Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun. 

483  O  Spirit  of  the  living  God. 

484  Christ  for  the  world  we  sing. 

485  Let  the  song  go  round  the  earth. 
489    Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds. 

493    O  Master,  let  me  walk  with  Thee. 

499    Our  Father!  Thy  dear  Name  doth  show. 

512    There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight. 

514  There  is  a  blessed  home. 

515  Forever  with  the  Lord. 
528    Onward,  Christian  soldiers. 
$32    Go  forward,  Christian  soldier. 
536    Stand  up,  stand  up  for  Jesus. 


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SUPPLEMENTARY   INDEX 

Abiding  in  Christ 19,149,220,222,224,225 

Action 111,112,113,116,490,497 

Angels      288-290 

Aspiration 114,222,260,409 

Calmness 415 

Christ's  Coming 53-57,  66,  67,  70,  101,  512 

Christ  our  Example 108,  366,  379,  380 

Christ  the  Good  Shepherd  ....  317,  324,  326,  342,  355,  357,  364 

Christ's  Invitation      267,  387-390 

Christ  the  King  of  Israel      143-145 

Christ  the  Lamb  of  God 148,  149,  211 

Christ's  Pleading 132 

Christ  our  Sacrifice 147 

Christ's  Sympathy 401,  402,  403 

Christ  the  Way 40,  251,  279 

Comfort  and  Consolation 280,281,412,414,416 

Communion  of  Saints      298-302 

Communion  with  God      86 

Contentment      397 

Conversion 271,  283 

Creation      104,216,251,253 

Course  of  Time 442-449 

Daily  Worship 1-52,  303-318 

Dedication      459^162 

Divine  Guidance  .  41,  244-248,  306,  355,  379,  427,  448,  490,  524,  533 

Divine  Healing 138,  400,  405,  503 

Divine  Love 226-236 

Divine  Mercy 237-244,  394 

Divine  Mysteries 216,  221 

Divine  Providence  and  Protection  23-26,33-36,42,213,214,218 

Evangelists 287 

Faith 102,211-224,269,404 

Farewell 442 

Fasting 123,  134 

Following  Christ 246,  267,  379,  533 

Forgiveness 20,  122,  133,  137,  283 

Glorying  in  the  Cross 152 

God  our  Father 207,341,368,449,505 

God  our  Judge      437,  438,  441 

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SUPPLEMENTARY   INDEX 


God  our  King 209,311,430,431,439,524 

God  our  Refuge 213,  214,  215,  218,  223 

Heaven 506-515,  538-542 

Humility      303,  304 

Incarnation,  The      42,  71-84,  102,  108,  144,  192,  209 

Inspiration      375,  378,  432 

Kingdom  of  God,  The 56,  70,  105,  315,  479 

Love  to  Christ     ....   221,229,233,234,306,316,320,361,484 

Paradise 165-167 

Pardon  and  Restoration 20,  122,  133,  136,  137,  283 

Passion,  The 52,  143-165 

Patience 102,  314,  386,  393 

Prayer  for  Light 100-102 

Preparation  for  Christ 63,  282 

Preparation  for  Death 21,25,64,65 

Self-Consecration    9,  17,  36,  40,  87,  120,  125,  217,  219,  373,  374,  392 

Self-Examination 119,393,395,396 

Watchfulness 61,62,106,127 

Watching  by  the  Cross 150,  153-159,  161 


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